After the initial outburst, the Nirvana Crown Prince managed to regain control over himself. His breathing steadied, and the violent aura around him slowly subsided. A moment later, his eyes sharpened as he shook his head.
"I can trade anything else," he said firmly, "but not that."
Cain did not react with anger or frustration. Instead, he calmly waved his hand again. The fragment of chest armor instantly vanished. It did not return to his space ring but disappeared into an ocean of karmic threads that only Cain could access. Even if the Nirvana Crown Prince were to sever his arm and take the ring by force, he would never obtain the treasure.
Once the fragment was secured, Cain leaned back in the chair and stared at the Nirvana Crown Prince with a bored expression.
"Unfortunately for you," Cain said lazily, "that is the only thing you possess that I want. In fact, it is the only reason I took your side in this dispute."
The Nirvana Crown Prince's eyes narrowed.
