Following hot at the female's heels, Fridgar pushed through the burning sensation that wracked his body, he was able to beast it for some time with a little help of his adrenaline but had to slow down after a few bits. The male had caught up to them and the female had rushed off ahead - scouting perhaps? He would have to ask their names later, he couldn't keep addressing them by gender. As they pushed onwards, the strain became too much as he neared his physical limit and he had to rest. Taking the time to catch his breath and wipe the sweat from his eyes every few bits, he was completely spent of all his remaining energy before long.
Continuing the push regardless, he tried to shift his focus elsewhere, away from the agony in his muscles and bones. He couldn't think of much however, the only other thing on his mind was that he was kidnapping a bunch of innocent women for these two criminals, all at the promise of nel he might not see. Digressing, he hoped silently that they had a good reason for it. While looking elsewhere his eyes fell upon the female, who promptly transformed into an old woman. He paid little attention, not seeming to realise that normal people don't transform while in his haze of fatigue. The first time they were halted he took the opportunity to recover, keeping his breathing as quiet as possible while the guards passed. As for the second, the female hadn't been so merciful as to let him rest, instead they kept moving but in a different direction.
He couldn't help but twitch his right eye-lid with irritation as they reached their destination - a shack by the city wall. Why? Why did it have to be so far away? Cursing under his breath, he followed the old woman into the house and she promptly kicked up a fire before transforming back to her previous form. With a dull slowness, he looked from her casually - still not realising that she'd transformed. Suddenly, his tired eyes cracked open and his gaze shot straight to the female "You just transformed! how'd you do that?" he asked with a loud whisper, not wanting to alert any nearby eavesdroppers of the woman's abilities. "I won't tell anyone, I promise." He winked knowingly to her when the male entered the room, implying that he wouldn't tell him.
Fridgar followed the male, grunting as he budged his stiffening legs once more with the three masses of flesh still asleep on his back. He watched his footing going down the ramp, it would have been tragic if he'd slipped and dropped them all now - he'd come so far! Once he'd gotten into the makeshift basement, the male commanded that he chain them down. "Yes, chief." he replied, releasing his grip on the woman in his arm for the man to take hold of. Suddenly feeling a lot lighter on his feet with only two bodies on his back, he shifted his weight to the side and let the girls slide to the floor, slumped against the dirt wall. Without dwelling on it too much, he did as instructed and chained up each limb appropriately. If anyone had looked at him, they would have seen the clear discomfort on his face as he bound the helpless women to their designated positions. After what felt like an eternity, it was done.
"That obvious, huh?" he asked in response to the male - Now that hadn't occurred to him, why didn't he tell the guards!? They'd sort it out! But then again... he did assist the two criminals in their evil-doings, would he even be able to tell anyone about this? Still clearly exhausted from the work out of a mission he'd been given, he watched the male head back up the stairs 'This oughta be fun' he pondered, checking his necklace to make sure all his totems were there, the grizzly bear totem was smooth against his fingers. He waited a moment, gathering his breath a little before following the older man. His gait was wide and his back straight as he re-entered the room, baring the marks of confidence. He'd beat up bad guys before he'd even become a mage, his father for instance - if they tried anything, brawling was his domain. He'd never brawled as a bear, except for against wolves - but the wolves didn't have needles, he would have to be careful if the two tried to cover their tracks and snuff out this light.
The male closed a trapdoor over the basement entrance and hid it with a bed, he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at the apparent genius. Passing it off as something they'd done before, he nodded and took an available seat while still breathing quite heavily from his nose. With a grin and a nod, he accepted the cup of tea "Thank you, I could use the refresher!" he confessed. Just as he took a whiff of it and readied his lips to take a sip, a thought struck 'Don't drink that, you idiot! You've already seen the two drugging some sleeping women tonight, do you really think that tea is innocent!?' he paused, looking between the two with the cup to his lips. After a trill or two, he yelped "Ah! it's too hot, I'll just let it cool..." and put the cup of tea to one side - Nice save.
He shook his head, trying to maintain his focus and not fall asleep. As alert as he oughta be in this situation, his body was begging for rest - it was hard to fight. He looked between the two, then to the female as she explained. His face shifted from the sleepy, bored look he'd previously had and more to anger. He looked back to the basement every so often, unable to believe what he was hearing. "That's terrible." he spoke with her pause, then swiftly let her continue. His clawed fists clenched as she continued to speak, then the man interrupted her and spoke. "Absolutely." He spoke with a glare, his eyebrows furrowed and his eyes narrowed - fury had claimed his features. "Don't get me wrong, I've had my own set of daddy issues - but I've never even thought about killing him, not even once." he spoke, baring his fangs between words.
"This is disgusting, that poor man..." He spoke with remorse, looking to the trapdoor once more. His head snapped back to the two "Yeah. Count me in, scum like this need to be taken care of." he spoke with angry passion. "Why don't we just beat them up now? I can do it if you like." he stood up and popped his knuckles, loosening up before giving a beat down. Then looked to the two "Unless you have something else in mind?" he asked, sitting back into his chair. "I'm all on board for justice, let's hear it." He demanded - if the two had been lying, he was certainly buying it 100%.
After he'd calmed down a little, he looked to the two "So uhh, what do I call you two? You know my name and calling you 'chief' or 'boss' all the time is gonna get annoying at some point." he explained, sighing away the last of the empty space in his lungs. "Also, what time do you want me here tomorrow? I've got nothing going on." he asked, relaxing finally and returning to his slouch. His eyes widened suddenly with realisation as he thought of not being allowed to return home for the night, Rey'na would be so mad. He hadn't even told her that he was heading out for the night, if she'd discovered that he was keeping things from her, she'd go mental for sure.
The cup of tea to his right caught his attention, 'Yeah, these are the good guys. They probably haven't drugged it.' he pondered before taking hold of the cup and taking a sip. He sighed with relief as the warmth melted the ice in his chest "This is some good tea!' He proclaimed, smiling warmly with the cup in his hands.