Number 4 refused to answer, her reptilian eyes remaining defiant even as the blood loss and pressure around her throat caused her strength to fade.
"Okay, then tell me of this promised day you mentioned. What is it? When is it?"
The woman clawed at his arm through her gauntlet but didn't even try to speak.
Ning waited long enough to give her an opportunity to reconsider, but she remained silent.
"Fine."
He tightened his grip and snapped her neck.
Number 4's body immediately went still, and Ning released her, allowing the stolen royal armor to strike the floor beside the unconscious guard with a heavy metallic sound that echoed through the corridor.
He looked down at the dead Lizardwoman for a few moments, then checked the other guard once more to ensure that the man remained alive before walking toward the nearest alarm and calling the palace guards.
