Lothar
SpoilerBacking up further, Rudolf gave a nervous laugh.
"You think... that's supposed to scare me? With what your lot will do to me if I confess?" He managed a wavering sneer. "Henrik was right. It's survival. Us or them..."
His hand reached behind him - Lothar realised the man was backing towards one of the pickaxes that had been left behind.
"I wasn't born to burn, mister..."