"The man... The master must be the one who occasionally visits the hideout," Jena suddenly spoke up, her voice trembling.
"Now you decide to talk?" Lucien retorted sarcastically.
"I... I care about Roby. If he's going to die because of this... I'll tell you everything. But please, don't kill him," Jena pleaded, sinking to her knees before Lucien, her head bowed in submission.
"Speak," Lucien commanded coldly.
Jena began her tale, her eyes flickering to Roby, who lay unconscious. "The Brown Fox started as a small bandit group. They mostly engaged in petty crimes like theft or robbery, but never killed anyone."
"Then, a masked man appeared at the base, promising to make us more notorious and wealthy. Roby initially resisted," she continued, her voice tinged with sorrow.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!