[You intensify the pressure under your feet. The 'Mask Maker' clenches his teeth and refuses to speak.]
[You sneer cruelly, clamping onto the 'Mask Specialist's' head, ignoring its terrified struggles, preparing to exert more force...]
[Finally, the 'Mask Maker' collapses, tearfully begging you. He tells you that he knows a secret of vital importance. If he reveals it, you must spare them.]
[Fear flits across his face as he recalls his story...]
[Some days ago, he received a forging commission from the Holy Nest Centre, issued by 'Assad,' a sidereal scion of the Wet Nurse.]
['Assad', an offshoot of his lineage, has a decent relationship with him. They could begrudgingly be considered old friends.]
[He immediately drops his research to head to the Holy Nest Centre.]
[Through 'Assad', he learns that the Wet Nurse has recently been nurturing a new offspring, preparing for birth.]
