Michael didn't waste any time.
He grabbed Nyra's hand before boosting forward like a missile.
The hallway blurred around them as he closed the distance, each step cracking the ground underneath him.
The black-masked freak tried veering off into one of the doors, but Michael was already on it. He yanked the bastard by the back of his cloak and slammed him into the wall hard enough to rattle the entire hallway.
"Many apologies..." Michael muttered, slamming his knee into the being's balls for good measure.
The masked being twitched, falling to the ground in pain.
Michael crouched down next to it and gave it a little slap on the mask, not enough to break anything, but enough to get the being's attention back onto him.
"Alright, pal. You're gonna answer some questions for me, or I'm gonna get real creative with my methods. Nod if you get the idea," Michael said.
The thing twitched again. Then, slowly, it gave a shaky nod.
"Good boy," Michael grinned.
