Demonstrating the ability to inflict harm and the willingness to do so—this was the posture that had to be displayed in the early stages of negotiation.
Enuratu pressed her lips together and stared intently at the giant before her. She had sensed the Praetorian Guard's ability and willingness to inflict harm, and she understood that she had no choice. "I have heard about the disaster in the outside world. I will help you resolve this problem." She handed the boy in her arms to a warrior behind her. "But I have one condition."
Supiluliumas nodded. "Within the limits of my authority, I can agree to it."
"I know you have the ability to wipe out the cult, but you must hand the cult leader over to me. He is one of our people and must be punished under our laws." As soon as Enuratu finished speaking, Camila behind Supiluliumas could not help stepping forward and lightly patting the Praetorian Guard's arm guard. Supiluliumas pointed at his helmet, and Camila activated the communicator, covering her lips as she said something in a voice too low for the others to hear.
"Show her," Supiluliumas said. After receiving the order, Camila motioned for Laura Croft to hand her the digital camera. She then pulled up a photograph from the memory card and showed it to Enuratu. "Is this man the cult leader you mentioned?"
"Amaru... Yes, that's him." Enuratu's eyes widened in surprise. "You captured him?"
"Not anymore." Camila pointed at the communicator. Once they reached the open ground, the radio signal that had been blocked by the rock layers finally returned. However, the news reported by the sniper and the Martian Technician was far from pleasant. "The Armored Personnel Carrier we used to hold him was destroyed by The Trinity's helicopters and