"Did someone enslave you in the past?" Phloria felt her heart tighten at the idea.
"No, but every constable has to train against such devices to let their colleagues know about their predicament at their first meeting. Enough talking, listen to my words and do it carefully." Jirni grabbed Phloria's shoulders looking her in the eyes.
"Once we are out there, attack to kill. At this point, it's too late to save any of them."
"Aren't they victims? Just like her?" Phloria was having a hard time adapting at the circumstances.
"No, dear. They were ready to enslave people. They are as bad as Nalear is." Jirni shook her head.
"Also, if you show any mercy, they will not return you the favor. You heard her command, they'll kill us even if it costs them their lives. You have no idea what wearing one of those things feels like.
