As the butcher laid eyes upon the human flesh, a humongous grin blossomed on his face.
A regular player would have found the NPC's expression ominous. At this moment, he 100% looked like a villain. As for Jack? He grinned back, the both of them sharing a glance.
"I like your style, kid. At the end of the day, meat is meat, am I right?"
"Indeed."
"Still, you should be careful with stuff like that. Some people wouldn't see too kindly to such….business. Lucky for you, we're the same, haha."
"That's why I came to see you." Jack winked, mustering his best salesman voice. "I'll have you know that this meat right here is fresh, organic, free-range, without additive and forest to table. Isn't it great!"
"Hahahaha! This is the freaking best! Turning braves into cattle would be condemnable everywhere, but I sure love the irony. The braves who indiscriminately destroy everything in their path, now suffering the same fate as the monsters they slaughter."
