Eithan, save me

The half-host was quite frustrated, so he ordered the remaining man to carry his companion away, to a deserted place, preferably a faraway mountain or forest. Once there, he was to cut off his and One's tongues too, apart from his own hands.

To what would happen to them after, Eithan didn't plan to know. They would probably still be alive, or at least, he hoped they would stay alive since he didn't want his actions to really cause their deaths. Anyway, they were more elite than ten normal men combined. They should be fine even without a limb or three. Human potential too was never to be underestimated, so he expected them to find a way to carry on living despite the condition they would be in.

Eithan watched as the second man absentmindedly half-dragged, half-carried his companion outside the unit. It was past midnight, lessening the chances of them running into any witnesses if they took the stairs. They would surely arrive at a destination without fail. And then afte