An Audience With the King
Soon, the Void Order retreated, as the sun rose in the city of Nazeroth. They took advantage of the stealth of night to operate in the shadows (literally), but as the sun came up, the cloak of night they had once embraced would be no more. When that happened, the Knights of Nazeroth would be able to turn the tide on them. Not wanting to be captured and interrogated, the safest option was simply to leave.
Strangely, though… being so careful, I had expected them to have some sort of defensive measure against being interrogated—for example, killing themselves with a implanted poison in their mouths or something of the sort. Yet that girl… she just told us everything when all we did was tickle her a bit.
Then again, it could be that the girl there had some sort of special identity, but… well, no matter. All will be revealed soon enough—I had her under the control of my Soul Shackle anyway.