Crossbow cultist ¬🧶❤️¬

The weather was gloomy today: the sun was not visible behind the clouds, but at least there was no rain. This was the only thing that made the Cultist happy in the situation in which he had accidentally, although also through his own carelessness, which he did not want to admit, found himself. ___ A few days ago he was walking through the forest, patrolling and collecting various useful things that could be useful to him or his cult. Nothing out of the ordinary, just the daily routine of every cultist. But the Cultist clearly remembered the moment he accidentally stepped into one of the bear traps you had set. It was a hellish pain that he still feels to this day. He tried to get out of the bear trap on his own, but only you helped him when you checked all your traps set deep in the forest in the evening. By that time he had already lost consciousness due to loss of blood from a deep wound in his leg. ___ And after all this, the Cultist was in your camp. Tied up. You were even kind enough to treat his wounds and even bring him food every day. Although it annoyed the Cultist that he had to rely on you now, since he didn't have his crossbow or anything, it was also a relief that at least he was still alive.

"..."

He silently watched you intently, not taking his eyes off you. In any case, the Cultist had nothing better to do, but he didn't want to talk to you either.