Reinhart is gobsmacked by what just transpired.

How is it possible that I can suddenly understand them? What is it that I just ate? How could it have such an overwhelming effect?

As his ephemeral pondering came to an unsuccessful conclusion, he answers the beauty in front of him:

"I am Reinhart Krozhky."

The beauty thinks for a moment before inquiring: "Where are you from? Reinhart is clearly not a name that belongs to the Surka Continent. Are you a spy from Iteri?.... or, worse yet... are you a spy sent by the Sects?"

Reinhart immediately chortles: "What are you talking about? I am from the IDR. Our ship was hit by a missile from--"

Suddenly, the beauty, who seems to be giving Reinhart an empty look, cuts him off: "What nonsense are you spouting!"

Then, the beauty signals the wardens: "Proceed with him as we discussed earlier."

Saying that, the beauty walks out of the prison cell and towards the exit.

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Suddenly, one of the prison wardens--the more muscular looking one--walks into the prison cell with a curious look.

He says: "Do you know what we will be doing to you now? We got the report from the caravan that found you saying that you were yelling like a lunatic in the middle of a desert when you passed out. The desert-- of course it's a giveaway. We know who you are son."

Reinhart fails to comprehend the warden's intentions. 

"Mmmm.... I don't know what you're talking about, but--"

The warden suddenly looses his temper: "Quiet! I didn't ask you a question! We know why bastards like you infiltrate this city! It's because your Master desires the Martial Scrolls! Martial Scrolls that only Fedora--our beautiful city--has! I will torture you until you tell me the name of the person who sent you! And you will reply!"

Reinhart realizes that he might not be able to live long. 

(Could someone comment please... Should I just drop the project?)