"This pain shall be amplified if answers are not given."
Her unsympathetic eyes gazed directly into the prey. The young senseless man writhed as his strong neck remained tight in terminating grasp that regular collars could not endure, albeit no force empowered the strangle for information was compulsory. Soon, Valkyrie grew tired of static conversation and her promised would be fulfilled with excruciating agony. Torture being one of Valkyrie's fortes as well as interests, was something that no individual desired from the deadly asari of agony.
Numerous bawls later, willpower had been broken from the now frightened child whose loud cries couldn't be heard inside the perimeter. Hurling the blooded body into a far wall, Valkyrie swiftly advanced with a predatory wrath with enveloped bloodthirsty eyes also. "Pl-pl-please lady." He exclaimed as Valkyrie had positioned herself above the prey with a left arm fully engulfed in unique black biotic energy, yet instantly responded by withdrawing for information. Hesitated, Valkyrie stood upward stylishly and waited for essential answers.
"I'll finally ask one more time. Who conducted a weakling freelancer to murder my personal assassins?" Valkyrie asked coldly, with a touch of relief that the time consuming process was practically finished. However, a sassy smirk swept across his blooded face, though Valkyrie ignored this drastic change from the pleading to sovereign. Though the reaction to his attitude became clear as the sound of footsteps unhurriedly approached the scene, and Valkyrie knew only too well that all this time, a figure had been lurking. Anything hidden within shadows could not escape the mistress of darkness. Enveloping the same arm again with blackened biotics, Valkyrie mightily slammed her extended palm through the freelancer's head, immediately ending his valueless life. Now another presence waited its fate.
Moments after the freelancer's death, Valkyrie discharged the shadowy biotic energy from her arm and faced toward the seemingly handsome human. Silence had ascended upon the blood-spattered surroundings, though a somewhat psychic sense evoked a conversation in Valkyrie.
"Guess my companion is dead." He sarcastically chuckled, having a strong charming masculine accent that Valkyrie couldn't place, but its home was Earth.
"And shall I have the pleasure of torturing you?"
"Unlike my counter partner, I have wits to safe my own skin. As well as biotics, mostly the wits." The man paused before retrieving a manly cigar, lighting it and inhaling the strong scented smoke. "A big creepy guy needs you," Exhaling, he tapped the cigar ending liberating miniature fragments of ash; moreover the freelancer continued explaining.
'So my distinctive black biotics fascinated a warlord…' Valkyrie thought to herself, as the freelancer still dwelled after he enlightened his single audience with the contact he had been assigned. Though, these details were vague compared to the bigger organisation behind this; Valkyrie would surely eradicate all that blocked this warlord to her fist.
"Assistant me in discovering this cowardly bastard, or perish like you're companion. Make the choice."