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Haha...

Your hotel isn't much further.

Oh, this is pretty close to where I got my first job. Back then, I was just your average trader—

Urghh—

—! Step back, Doctor!

An Infected knight, injured from unknown causes, turns to your face with a stupefied look.

You can tell that there is not a hint of anger, fear, or sorrow in this man.

But you have not had the chance to truly analyze his complex emotions. Right now, he is like a burdenbeast being flogged.

The man strenuously climbs to his feet and runs away.

Mr. Spokesman, this is...?

Who was that just now?

An illegal Infected. If you would like, we can send you the documents later.

I apologize. Even though you are a spokesman, I can't divulge more when there is an outsider in your presence.

Please take your friend and evacuate immediately. There's been a confrontation in the neighborhood.

My apologies. I hope that didn't dampen your spirits.

I didn't expect we would run into trouble like that after the banquet...

Can you help the Infected?

I...

I'm afraid I don't have that power...

For our friendship.;For your friendship with Rhodes Island.;For the betterment of Kazimierz.

Malkiewicz looks silently in the direction the Infected knight ran away.

There is a small alleyway, from which he can hear music playing and see waves of heat wafting out of a midnight diner.

The knight's blood trail extends into the distance.

Like gemstones sparkling with humanity.