Bold words from someone who's surrounded...

Five ravens stare down at the scene transpiring below through a hole in the roof. Marino approaches Lani with her hands behind her back.
MARINO: It's been what... Six years since you flew the coop?
Ísja and Num watch and listen from a distance. Three cultists are between them and the Pocket. Num scowls.
NUM: I knew we couldn't trust her.
He glances over at Ísja, who looks concerned.
NUM: Ísja.
NUM (in Ancient Aitaranian): I'll take them out, then we make a break for it.
Ísja's concern doubles.
ÍSJA (in Ancient Aitaranian): What? What about Lani?
Lani attempts to back away from Marino as she draws closer but quickly finds that there are two cultists behind her.
MARINO: You look so tired. I take it life alone hasn't been everything you dreamed it would be?
Lani doesn't reply. Instead, she glances at the cultists behind her as if begging for an opening for her to run away.
MARINO: I know what you're thinking. You have nowhere to run and no one to run to, so don't even think of trying anything.
Bold words from someone who's surrounded...
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