"My treasury," La Rocha said flatly, "contains items so rare that empires have bathed continents in blood trying to obtain them."
"That's great," Damon said cheerfully. "Bring those too."
La Rocha's eye twitched so violently that the castle lights flickered. "You cannot take those with your current soul strength. You will explode."
Damon smirked. "How about some skill scrolls then? Surely, you must have some vampire or blood element, or for that matter, any other element related rare and useful skill scrolls?"
La Rocha did not answer and simply stared at Damon.
Damon laughed. "Come on, buddy. We have a deal. You cannot hoard everything forever. It's time to take shit out. That's an order."
La Rocha winced. After a couple more minutes of hesitation, he finally disappeared and reappeared with two skill scrolls. Exactly two.
