Templar Leader

Jeremiah glanced over at Xia, then began to circle the table. It was silent in the room, even the Assassin prisoner was quiet. You could here the floorboards creak beneath Jeremiah's feet. He stopped moving as he got close to the Assassin. He stood for a moment, staring at him. Then he spoke in an odd, whispering voice.

"You heard her, answer her question."

The Assassin flicked his eyes around the room, then let them fall on Xia. He mumbled something, but it wasn't understandable.

"Say it again, boy." Jeremiah said, his voice louder than before.

The Assassin's expression changed from hurt, to anger. He squirmed in the guards arms, but he wasn't any match. The guards had him still in seconds. He gave a grunt. "Kiss my arse you sonofabitch!" he yelled, struggling again. Jeremiah smiled and pulled an ornate dagger from his belt and pressed the point to the Assassin's chest. 

"Say again?" His voice was harsh now.

The room was quiet again, no noise but the Assassin struggling. "Fine, then you are of no use to us." Jeremiah said, and nodded to the guards. They exited the room chuckling.

"My apologies, Ms. Cheng, but I do not know. I would assume that they all are fairly skilled. I do have reason to believe that they would use their newer recruits, though. That's the thing about dear Thomas... He has the tendency to train his new Assassins in a real battle, especially when it's a well-known Templar base. Like this one."