Emerging from the dense vegetation of the abandoned park, Rena instantly captured the attention of the two bandits guarding the barracks' back door.
They took in her appearance – the strategically torn clothing, the seductive sway of her hips, and her alluring gaze.
"Hey," she purred, her voice like honeyed wine, "want to join us?"
The invitation was almost impossible to refuse. One of the bandits started to stammer something about "duty" and "not being able to," but his eyes betrayed his desire. In the end, they succumbed to her charm.
"Nothing ever happens in this place anyway," one of them reasoned, his gaze fixed on Rena. "No reason for us to worry."
No one ever dared to raid their city or their precious barracks. The bandits had grown complacent, believing that a short absence wouldn't lead to any trouble. Besides, there was no one actively monitoring their posts, so their superiors would likely never know they had left.
