Two tall Bear Goblin Skeletons then stepped forward, grabbing Bloodeye and lifting him like a baby chick. They dragged him to a spot about ten paces in front of Lynch and forced him to his knees with a sharp push.
The cold steel of several rusty blades was pressed against his neck.
Between Lynch and Bloodeye, Bone Shield and his Skeleton Guards formed an imposing wall, ensuring no sudden moves could threaten their master.
Lynch remained mounted on Red Rabbit, leaning forward slightly. His tone was almost gentle. "Your name, your identity, and who you work for. Where were you taking these girls, and why? I can see you're a seasoned professional, so we can skip the whole threats phase."
Any trace of Bloodeye's earlier sinister demeanor was gone.
His face was deathly pale, drenched in cold sweat. He didn't hesitate, and the words tumbled out of him in a rush.
