บท 37: Bound
With Kruxe having now made this realization, he quickly understood the reason for the ignorance of his existence by the people in this clinic room.
Remembering his observation of the town early the previous night, Kruxe knew that the town shouldn't have a military force stationed there, at most, they would have a diligent police force and with that, it could only mean that this woman was part of a force deployed to the town after the pirate attack from yesterday.
Kruxe was still trying to deduce his fate when the noise in the room, which had been quite annoying, drastically went down, and although his chaotic mind picked up on this change in volume, what had him looking up from his bed and staring at the double doors that led into the room was the light but tight pressure that originated from there.
An average-height man with dull black hair stood at the door.
The man's uniform of blue and brown camouflage was the same as the woman beside Kruxe, telling of his profession, and unlike the woman who had to glare at Kruxe to remind him that she could crush him with just her thumb and index finger, the pressure coming off the man told Kruxe of his status as a seeker.
Chained to the bed, with a stoic officer by his side and a very intimidating one approaching, the thoughts of an impending conflict began resonating within his head.
Two days ago, the idea of confronting fighting a seeker would never have crossed Kruxe's mind, it would have been condemned and rejected by him, but that was then.
After sneaking into a pirate ship and killing one, Kruxe's only fear as he stared at the approaching man was that he was another monster like Zolink.
As thoughts of fight or flee went sprouting in Kruxe's mind, he watched as the man walked up to him.
Trying his best to remain calm but unfortunately being a nervous wreck, the man soon stood in front of Kruxe and looked him in the eye, and though Kruxe tried to do the same, he soon found himself looking downward, his eyes even stinging.
"Just from a stare," Kruxe cried within.
Kruxe firmed himself to look up, but then there was a loud bang on the door, and Kruxe saw the familiar figure of Liara run in, her eyes on him.
Kruxe wanted to feel relief, but the disgruntled look on her face instead had him tense up more and Just before she could move closer, another soldier dressed just like the man and woman beside him sprang from behind and wrapped his hand around her.
Kruxe could see Liara struggling to get out of the soldier's grip, but the soldier didn't even bulge, easily subduing the woman who could pull him around like he was a little kid.
The commotion near the door drew everyone's attention and while they were all confused and asking themselves questions, Kruxe's mind went black, his consciousness fading away, the last thing he had heard being, "We're taking him in."
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"Ahhhhhh"
This was the sound that came reverberating out of Kruxe's mouth as he finally regained his consciousness. The reason for his scream was the volume of cold water that had been poured on his near-naked body.
Instinctively, Kruxe wanted to wrap his arms around his body, but he soon found that impossible. He could feel his hands and legs, but moving them was a problem.
With a little bit of effort, Kruxe blinked his eyes rapidly to get the water off them and when he was done, he quickly looked to his legs, looking down at his body and dreading more as what he had felt was actually true.
Kruxe was sitting on a chair, his hands having been placed behind him and bound, his legs not escaping this treatment.
"What is going on?" was the one question Kruxe had at the moment.
After asking this question, he finally remembered his surroundings and quickly looked around and while the military lady who had been with him at the office was gone, the intimidating man who had approached back at the hospital was there, and the scary part was that he was standing, and not just standing around carelessly, but standing at attention beside a much older man who was seated on a chair and facing him.
He wore a short-sleeved white shirt that stretched on his body and revealed all his thick muscles, brown trousers that went all the way down to his ankles and complemented his brown boots, black hair, and some beard on a calm face that silently stared at Kruxe.
One would think that with both the intimidating man and the one who should be his boss at the scene, the room would be full of pressure, both men intent on making Kruxe unable to breathe. Surprisingly, that wasn't so.
Just as the seated man's gaze was calm, so was his aura, but rather than calming Kruxe, this nerved him more, as he could see the man observing him from top to bottom like a predator eyeing its prey.
"What is your name?" the seated man asked all of a sudden.
Instinctually, Kruxe's first thought was to reply as he had with the female soldier back at the hospital but he paused.
Though Kruxe didn't feel or behave like he was above others, he was still from a noble family.
To be talked to and commanded so harshly was a new and irritating feeling for him, and though his feelings told him to ask the man his name first, Kruxe's survival instincts were in full force at the moment.
After a lot of quick internal debates, Kruxe decided that his best option was to keep quiet.
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