Tiaral

-- Listen up, -- Asmund's gaze became more stern. -- If, by some chance, it turns out that you've deceived me... I will punish you all so severely that you'll regret every single lie you've uttered. At best, your legs will be cut off, and you'll be thrown naked to die under the scorching sun, but that's still the mildest scenario. For now, you'll come with us. Maybe you can help us clear the rubble... Alright, that's all for now.

-- If you want, you can also interrogate the guys or help with clearing the rubble. But without my permission – no killing. They might still be useful.