Zaber turned back and approached Shoyu. He thrust his sword into the ground and extended his palm toward her.
—A good deal.
Shoyu did not reach out. Displeasure was unmistakable in her voice.
—Only for you. Not for me.
Zaber furrowed his brows, slowly withdrew his hand, and pulled the sword from the earth.
—Then let us get to work. I am ready to set out.
Shoyu scratched her brow, hesitating.
—What? We leave immediately?
Zaber remained silent for a moment, organizing his thoughts.
I consumed the souls of over six hundred slimes. That granted me additional immunity. Fatigue no longer registers… yet I do not know how long this state will last.
He looked at Shoyu and continued:
—I want the money quickly.
Shoyu let out a heavy sigh.
