Gideon smirked as he shifted his body, resting his elbow against the headrest of the sofa and propping his head on his hand.
"I think you'll enjoy it," he said lazily. "I can guarantee that."
"Hm… you sound a bit too confident," Elaine replied, unfazed. Then she added, "I want five Devourer scales instead of fifteen A-rank cores."
"I don't mind giving them to you," Gideon said, raising a brow. "But is your debt getting worse again?"
"Debt? What debt?" Elaine scoffed. "I'm going to sell those scales and hire people to deal with those Skull Fang bastards."
She crossed her arms, her expression completely serious.
Gideon blinked, slightly surprised. He had not expected that level of pettiness, though considering Skull Fang was closer to a criminal organization than a proper faction, he could not say he minded.
He let out a short chuckle. "I didn't know you had this kind of humor. But isn't Skull Fang a pretty big faction?"
