Something about the ruthlessness in Bibi's voice attracted Sebastian's attention in a way that he knew wasn't healthy.
"Godspeed then." Sebastian distracted himself by raising a quill like a pretend sword between two fingers. "Give unto them no mercy."
"I don't plan on it." Bibi's cold exterior melted under the amusing sight. "Yet, I still owe you my thanks."
"Don't mention it." Sebastian shook his head. "I never cared for lives unrelated to me, but I'll raise a toast to the death of such people."
"I think I can do better than a toast." Bibi's voice was warm as she reached into her robes and pulled out a scroll. "I believe you mentioned you were looking for a specific Spirit Ring?"
Sebastian's hand froze midway through making a note in a scroll. "Bibi, don't play with me."
"Who said I was playing?" Bibi smiled wider at the sheer focus in Sebastian's gaze as he locked on the scroll in her hand. "Why would I play with something so valuable to a friend?"
"Is that what we are?" Sebastian's gaze switched to her eyes. "Friends?"
"It's like to hope so." Bibi's confidence flagged a bit in uncertainty. "Is this not friendship?"
"Perhaps it is." Sebastian held her gaze a moment longer before his lips curved up. "I was never the best at making friends."
"I find myself in similar shoes." Bibi admitted.
"Then we're friends."
"Mn." A soft smile spread on her face beneath her veil.
"Bibi."
"Yes?"
"Are you going to stop waving the scroll in the air and give it to me?"
"That's not a nice way to ask for things."
"You said it was a gift."
"That's no excuse for manners."
"What happened to not playing with me?"
"Oh, White." Bibi's eyes took on a predatory gleam. "Whatever gave you the impression I was playing with you?"
"Experience with sociopathic sexy women with pink hair?"
That line actually made Bibi pause. "You're making that up."
"Bibi, there is nothing I'm more confident in."
The sheer assuredness in his voice made Bibi pause long enough for Sebastian to twitch his fingers and summon the scroll out of her surprised grasp.
"What was that?"
"What was what?"
"That."
"No idea what you're talking about."
Bibi narrowed her eyes. "White."
"Bibi." He side-eyed her gaze in challenge.
"Very well." She understood the unspoken gauntlet. "I'll figure it out myself."
"You have fun with that." Sebastian ignored a pout that could start or end wars from the woman to rip open the scroll and read the contents. "This…"
"Jade Serenity Lily." Bibi found her ground to stand tall once more. "A plant type Spirit Beast in the Demora Fall region marked on the map. They typically never surpass two or three thousand years for Spirit Rings, so it should be perfect for a third Spirit Ring."
"This is it…" Sebastian read the scroll three times in succession, memorizing each detail of the Spirit Beast, the effects of its ring, and its location. "This is it!"
"I'm glad you like it." Bibi smiled at his exuberance. "Although, I should warn you that.."
Bibi was cut off as Sebastian threw himself at her in a hug. "Bibi, thank you. Truly." She was frozen at the foreign physical contact.
"Um…"
He pulled back and gripped her shoulders as he stared her in the eyes, his mismatched gaze hypnotizing the woman. "I've been searching this library for weeks, that damn philosophers library for weeks more, and I'll admit I've been getting desperate."
Desperate was a foreign word to Sebastian. He didn't do desperation. He acted and pushed forward with sheer will, unafraid of death or consequence, even if he recognized both.
But since he discovered the shard in his head, he'd felt vulnerable, and the weight of knowing Nym's future depended on him finding a solution was eating away at him.
"This is more than repayment." Sebastian stated firmly. "I owe you a debt. If you need me, call on me, and I'll answer." He swore to the stunned woman, who could only nod.
"O-ok."
"Good." Sebastian nodded and turned to grab his stuff. "Alright, I gotta go. Thanks again, Bibi! Let's talk soon!"
Sebastian crossed the intervening distance between his desk and the exit fast enough to make Elder Lu, who was on his way to troll…. educate a new batch of recruits from the nearest academy, blink in surprise as he stared at the dust trail extending into the distance. 'He must have needed the bathroom.' the elder nodded and carried on with his important tasks.
Meanwhile, Bibi was still sitting right where Sebastian left her, a flush on her cheeks as she took in the fact that someone, a man at that, dared to actually touch her, let alone hug her. 'Oh, White… wait, White.'
Bibi blinked as she realized she hadn't finished her warning to the young man. "Ah, I'm sure he'll manage."
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"This…" Half a day later, Sebastian stood before a ravine leaking visible corruption into the air as demonic screeches echoed for miles around. "Might be a problem."
Chapter 21:
Spoiler: Optional Starting Line if you like crack-comedyHave you ever seen a five-eyed Troll with red skin and horns fuck the corpse of a gorilla-sized turkey with metal wings?
Because Sebastian did, and he learned a whole new meaning of the term brain rot.
'What the fuck, Bibi…' Sebastian pulled out the scroll she gave him and read it over once more.
{Species: Jade Serenity Lily
Spirit Beast type: Plant
Description: A white glowing lily of purity, growing atop the roots of Impurity Vines that spreads its roots in pools of corrupted waters. A generally peaceful plant type Spirit Beast that can be easily picked and harvested. It is advised to remove the flower directly, as disturbing the Impurity Vines will cause them to react violently.
Average Ring Age: 1000-3000 years.
Spirit Ring Ability: Passive Anti-Mental Control (White), Active Anti-Mental Control Casting (Yellow), Purification Aura (Purple).
Location(s): Deruma Falls. Approximately 870 Li from the southern edge.}
There was a detailed drawing of the flower with it, along with an image of its approximate area, which was colored red. Still, there was nothing on the area itself.
'Why can't these things be simple?' Sebastian grunted and put the scroll away, staring out at the scenery before him. 'I have to cross around 430 km of this?'
He stood at the edge of a ravine, cut in the earth like a jagged scar stretching long into the distance, growing wider and narrower at various intervals.
From where he stood, he could see water pouring into it from over half a dozen visible rivers, disappearing into its mist-covered depths.
Spoiler: I couldn't find an image I liked, so I'm posting three. Something of a mix between these.
And the mist; it was a red corrosive color, seemingly eating away at life as nothing grew on the rocky terrain surrounding the ravine.
Down below, Sebastian peered through the gaps in the mist to barely make out what looked like a swamp. Where demonic-themed Spirit Beasts roamed its murky waters and ripped into each other with abandon.
In other words, it was a fantastic vacation location.
'This is going to need some work.' Sebastian touched the mist and grimaced as he felt the Aura on his skin sizzle, yet do nothing to his flesh. 'This stuff eats away at spirit energy. That puts me on a time limit.'
A grimace crossed his face as he tried to think up a solution to his dilemma. 'Bibi wouldn't have given me a suicide mission, or at least, I don't think she would. That means this is doable, but how?'
Deciding to put caution first, Sebastian pulled out one of his personalized portkey rings. He bent down to carve the destination runes into the rock beneath him. 'Easiest escape method if you have the time.'
Magical transportation all had limits.
Portkeys were a technical enchantment that required a deeper understanding of their mechanics. Still, once you got the trick down, one could tie them to any location they had been to previously with a rune marker.
The greater the distance, the more Mana it would draw from the user, and the more turbulent the ride. However, as long as it was powered correctly, it was a stable method of getting from point A to B.
Apparation was mainly used for short to medium range line of sight travel. However, with practice, one could picture a previous location and travel to it without a rune marker. This form of travel typically resulted in greater Mana costs, discomfort, and the risk of disfigurement, the larger the distance one attempted to travel.
Apparation also encountered issues with spatial disturbance, such as the corrosive mist before him. Sebastian wasn't even going to consider risking testing it himself.
Floo travel was by far the safest method, yet it only worked on a magical railway network that technicians had to set up. Each fireplace connected to the network and used it for travel.
To overcome these limitations, Wizards invented flying artifacts. Brooms, Carpets, and even Capes were used throughout history to allow for magical flight, and it's what Sebastian planned to use for his trip.
Pulling out his flying carpet, Sebastian put himself on course and set off into the mist. 'Test run 1. I'll go until my spirit energy hits 50% and pull back.'
Mana spun through his body as he rapidly cast half a dozen charms to keep him invisible, silenced, and scentless.
On top of that, he set a double alarm ward on himself to go off when his Aura hit 75% and 50%. 'I should be thankful for that Aura indicator I swiped from Beacon. How they managed to quantify the soul's energy is remarkable.'
The lower down one went to the swamp, the more dispersed the mist became.
Sebastian planned to stay at a higher altitude and glide across, but he quickly encountered an issue as the corrosive mist began to thicken away from the edges. 'I need to head down.'
He dropped to a few feet above the alien purple trees that dotted the landscape, digging roots down into the bubbling black waters of the swamp.
Pockets of dry land appeared throughout the waters, covered in thick plant life that thrived in the environment. 'This place is probably heaven for herbologists; it's been a while since I thought of my greenhouse.'
Sebastian always found the subject soothing. Not so much interesting in a project sense, but something to simply empty his mind on. 'I've been too busy this year. As soon as I'm done with the Unspeakable's, I'll try and focus more on it.'
There was just too much to do, and so little time to do it. 'I need this spirit ring if our plans are going to get anywhere.'
Aunt Andy had her tasks, and Sebastian had his. At the top of that list was getting this ring he had been searching for for months.
The further he went into the swamp, the more Sebastian found his mind wandering. 'I haven't really been keeping up with my God Tear experiment. Did I remember to refill their feeding stations this week?'
His eyes began to fog over as his magic carpet lost altitude foot by foot.
'Forkfucker's next shipment should be coming in two days, I need to remember to pick it up. I wonder where Roman is with that dust shipment, I've been meaning to…!'
Sebastian's eyes shot open as his first alarm ward went off, his Mana buzzing loud enough to snap his mind back into focus. 'Where am I?'
He looked down over the side of his carpet and almost felt his soul leave his body at the abomination looking anglerfish with a ten-foot gullet filled with razor-sharp teeth about to close in on him. 'UP!'
Spoiler: fish
The carpet responded to his will and shot up at a ninety-degree angle, splashing Sebastian with black water as he stuck to its surface. At the same time, his needles and spheres flew out of his sleeve to slam into the abomination fish and knock it backward. 'How the bloody hell did it find me?!'
Sebastian's heart beat in his ears as he realized how close to the water's surface he got. 'And what the hell was that? A compulsion? No, an illusion? An illusion fish?'
He flooded his head with mana in an attempt to power his novice Occlumency shields. 'Hopefully, it holds.'
The fish's failed attempt seemed to be the spark that lit the powder keg because before Sebastian could even clear the treetops, the screech of a purple monkey hit him and destabilized his flight, echoing in his skull. 'Disorienting sound waves?'
He slammed his ears with a silencing charm and immediately felt the effect vanish, just in time to dodge a leathery, featherless bird divebomb at him, only for it to multiply into three distinct copies. 'Visual illusions now?!'
His eyes flashed as his second Spirit Ring activated, and the world took on various hues of color as the bird's true form was revealed in a glow of soul power. 'Nice try, bitch.'
His weapons flew forward and slammed into the bird, sending it screeching to the black waters below, where it was viciously torn into by a horde of abomination fish.
'How are they finding me?' Sebastian's mind ran a mile a minute as he bobbed and weaved between Spirit Beasts, his eyes piercing their illusions to find their true forms glowing with energy. 'I'm invisible, silent, and scentless. What's left?'
Reaching into his pouch, Sebastian withdrew two wooden bird puppets. 'Awaken.' He ran his Mana through the runes and threw them out in the air, the birds twitching as they came alive and flew on both sides of him.
The puppets were a side project, intended to copy the drone scouts he saw in Remnant. Their rune scheme kept them invisible and silent, but the visual connection to a central connection was more complicated than Sebastian thought it would be.
Yet, for now, they were helpful in testing another theory.
Dodging a tree that seemed to come alive when he passed by, he watched with analytical eyes as its seeking vines latched onto his birds and pulled them down. 'It knew they were there; did it sense the Mana? The birds had no mind to latch onto, and I wasn't using soul-based runes; can they really track Mana?'
The beasts seemed to lock onto him no matter where he went, with the sole saving grace being the fact that none of them were particularly strong, an empowered Banishing Charm typically being enough to keep them away.
Yet if that were all, he'd ignore it and push on. But not a minute later, another illusion ensnared his mind and pulled him toward a tree that split down the middle with rows of teeth opening to accept him, only for his second alarm ward to snap him awake. "AH! Fuck you!"
Sebastian randomly grabbed Dust grenades and tossed them out before activating his portkey, vanishing half a second before the explosion took out the tree and its surroundings.
Sebastian slammed down atop the rune marker he left at the entrance to the ravine, a hiss of displaced air leaving his lips from the impact. 'That sucked.' His body ached from where the black water splashed him, eating through his Aura to get at his skin beneath.
A shiver ran through him as rows of hungry teeth flashed through his mind, but he grabbed ahold of that shiver and shoved his wand up its ass. 'Trying to traumatize me? You think a fish can traumatize me? I'll traumatize you!' Sebastian had that fish's soul power signature locked in his brain.
Spoiler: Meme
Rolling over, he reached into a pouch and removed a fingernail-sized capsule. He threw it in his mouth before crunching down on it, shattering the shell and releasing a drop of gleaming red liquid that sank into his body and flowed along his veins.
A groan of relief came as his wounds hissed and repaired in moments, his damaged skin peeling away to reveal a fresh layer beneath. "Thanks, Flamel, this stuff is great."
Somewhere in a forgotten temple, an old man laughed.
"Alright, test 1 had results." Sebastian stood up and brushed himself off. "I don't know jack shit about this place. Let's fix that."
Nodding, he opened a gate and stepped into his workshop. 'I was hoping to save up on power, but needs must, and I'm not wasting time on this.'
Each use of the gate demanded power from the stone that took time to recover. If Sebastian needed another world hop like he was estimating he would, he had to save up enough to be able to afford it, on top of everything else he needed to use the gate for.
'Thankfully, I haven't been spending these weeks in vain.' Sebastian summoned a tome from his shelves, the cover opening to an index of Spirit Beasts. 'Just because some idiot didn't think to organize his library centuries ago doesn't mean I can't. Let them deal with the scrolls, I just wanted the information.'
In the weeks in Spirit Hall, Sebastian had pulled hundreds of valuable scrolls from the trash, and each time he did so, he copied the information to his own personal compendiums.
One for knowledge of runes. Another for Spirit Beasts. A third for world history and geography. And a fourth for any interesting bits he thought might be helpful down the line.
'I might not have a spell to search the contents of unknown scrolls, but I can damn well be sure to copy and paste the information instead of writing it out by hand.'
The Geminio Charm, or Doubling Charm, was developed by twin witches who wanted to share everything they owned. It was typically used to duplicate an object with a technically temporary copy.
Technical in the sense that it left a magical trace, and if a wizard used the counter-spell on it, it would vanish.
The Geminio Curse was developed at a later point in time, which rapidly created duplicates of an object in enclosed spaces at a speed faster than a caster could cancel them out.
But the two typical ways the charm was used weren't the only methods to use it.
Back in his time at Hogwarts, Sebastian had found a dusty book on minor cantrips, and among them was a minor application of the Geminio Charm for copying written text onto a blank page.
It had issues, chief among them being that a counter spell would still erase the text. However, as long as that didn't happen, Sebastian could copy whatever he wanted for later review.
'It's not like I can keep all this shit in my head, I'm not a natural Occlumens.' Sebastian flipped through his Spirit Beast compendium pages until he found a drawn picture of the abomination fish.
{Species: Ambush Scale
Spirit Beast type: Fish
Description: An aquatic beast that lives in corruptive waters. They live in harmony with Foggy Petals, whose pollen causes prey to become absent-minded and leaves them open to ambush. They have brittle scales, incredible jaw strength, and nearly five-foot-long bladed teeth. If bitten, it's better to remove the limb.
Average Ring Age: 10-800 years.
Spirit Ring Ability: Stillness (White), Ambush Strike (Yellow).
Location(s): Deruma Falls. Slaughter City.}
'That thing wasn't even over 1K years?' Shaking his head, Sebastian flipped to the other species he saw and studied his new obstacles. 'I still don't know enough about this place.'
He studied what he could, but it wouldn't be enough.
He didn't have every species in his compendium; he'd only been building it since meeting Xiaogang and had nothing useful on Deruma Falls. 'Something tells me people avoid this place.'
Grunting at having to use his gate even more, Sebastian stepped back into a hidden alcove in the aisles of Spirit Hall's library. He came around a bookshelf, only to stop at the sight of Elder Lu calmly sipping tea at his work table.
The older man was long since used to Sebastian popping in and out and didn't raise a brow at his entrance. "Did you enjoy your trip?"
Sebastian narrowed his eyes. "You knew?"
"Sadly, not until you left." Elder Lu brought his teacup to his lips to hide a smirk. "It would have been funnier otherwise."
"You're just a ball of sunshine." Sebastian walked past the older man and checked his notes. He tried to keep track of what kinds of information came from which shelves to see if he could find information on runes faster, but he still wrote down key notes like geography scrolls. "That place is disgusting."
"I have yet to find someone who enjoyed it." Elder Lu chuckled with mirthful eyes. "Around seventy years ago, sending hotheaded recruits there to gather herbs was almost a rite of passage."
"Why did it stop?"
"The death toll got too high."
"Cheers." Sebastian rolled his eyes and grunted at not finding Deruma Falls on his list. "Can I help you with something, or are you just bored?"
"On the contrary, it is I who can help you." Sebastian looked over to find the older man giving him a smug look as he floated a scroll by his head. "You are searching for information on Deruma Falls, correct?"
"Why do you have that?" Sebastian narrowed his eyes.
"I wrote it." Elder Lu tossed it over to a surprised Sebastian. "Everything you need should be in there."
"This looks freshly written." Sebastian commented.
"That's because it is." Elder Lu shook his head in exasperation. "I only knew your destination after you were gone. I assumed you would be back once you tested its environment."
"Bibi told you?" Sebastian looked over the contents, and his eyes widened at the clear description of almost every beast he encountered.
"Yes, 'Bibi'." A highly amused look crossed the older man's face. "Seem's to have forgotten her… unique strengths when she recommended it."
That is, Bibi Dong forgot that her martial soul made her immune to the mental corruption of Spirit Beasts of that level.
"Old man…" Sebastian rolled up the scroll and shook his head. "Thank you."
"Ohoho, how rare to hear such words from you, White." Elder Lu sent him a fond look. "My days would get darker without our tea times."
"You mean time for you to relieve stress?"
"I do believe I said I wasn't intere…" Elder Lu was cut off by having to catch a wooden box that almost slammed into his face. "I didn't get to finish my joke."
"Shut it, you degenerate old man." Sebastian picked up the teapot to refill the old man's cup and poured himself one. "I can keep you company for a few minutes."
"How kind of you." Elder Lu chuckled and opened the box to find a dozen finely crafted cigars. "Ah, smoking herbs from Star Lou Empire? I haven't seen this symbol before."
Sebastian raised a brow at the knowledge that Cigars existed in the world but didn't comment on it. "It's a premium product that soothes the lungs. I noticed you prefer tea with strong spices; those have a bit more spiciness to them."
"What a thoughtful gift." Elder Lu smiled and put one to his lips, snapping his finger to spark a flame and inhaling deeply. "Mn."
Sebastian had to lean backwards to avoid the storm of smoke that exploded from the older man's nose. 'How deep of a bloody pull did he take?'
The man's eyes were torches, and he smoked like a dragon with a contented expression. "I might have to look into procuring a stock."
"Just let me know when you need more." Sebastian waved it away and felt the spicy scent tickle his nose. "Pass me one, will you?"
"Pass what?" Elder Lu's hand blurred, and the box vanished. "I'm afraid I only have the one."
"…" Sebastian deadpanned at the shameless old man and finished his tea. "Have a good day, Elder."
"And a safe journey to you, White." Elder Lu breathed out another literal cloud of smoke. "I wish you luck."
"Yeah, yeah." Sebastian waved the scroll and walked out of the man's line of sight. "Don't burn down the library, Old Man."
"Mn."
Sebastian shook his head and stepped back into his workshop, shutting the door behind him. 'Troll he may be, that man has more personal respect for boundaries than anyone I've met.'
It wasn't easy for Sebastian to trust, but for whatever reason, he felt the old man wouldn't harm him unless he was given a direct order.
"Alright, let's see what I've got." Sebastian spread the scroll on a table and looked over what was written with a growing frown. "This is worse than I thought."
It wasn't that the Spirit beasts of Deruma Falls tracked him through his Mana, but by the corrosive mist that stuck to him. Almost all the creatures that called it home lacked the ability to see, hear, or smell, yet they used the mist to track prey and live in their surroundings.
'It's impossible to hide. Even if I kept the mist away, it would create an absence they would notice.'
Reading further, Sebastian's eyes widened slightly as he found a list of recommended methods. 'Elder Lu, you bloody beautiful bastard.'
Spirit Hall used to use the environment for training and resources, and it seemed they had a specific kind of Spirit Master that would often accompany their members.
'So, you have to fight Illusions with Illusions, huh?'
A certain ice cream themed individual came to Sebastian's mind. 'I think it's time to bring Neo on a trip.' His head tilted as he considered it. 'Would this count as a date?'
Shrugging, Sebastian fired up his gate and jumped back to Remnant, coming out in Neo's apartment and not finding any recent signs of the woman.
His second Spirit Ring flashed, and Sebastian's sight took on another hue as he looked over the faint traces of Neo's Aura in the apartment. 'Sometimes, I love this ability.'
Born from the ashes of the mental rune that once lived in his head, along with his desire to find the bastard who put it there, Sebastian had unintentionally made a customized mental rune that allowed him to see Mana signatures and track them if he was familiarized enough with them.
Once it became a Spirit Ring, that ability grew to encompass Soul Power and Aura, enhancing his tracking abilities by giving him a general sense of its direction if he had a clear enough trace.
'North.' His brow furrowed as he felt it out. 'Far to the north.'
Climbing to the roof of the building, Sebastian once more pulled out his trusty flying carpet and hid himself from sight before taking off. 'I wonder what she's doing in the north?'
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Roman Torchwick wasn't just a thief, but a showman.
He liked to be seen performing his crimes. He enjoyed the seething looks of those unable to stop him from a grand heist. He liked to put on a show.
"Don't worry, gents. I'm sure your boss will understand the… transferring of inventory." Roman twisted his cane and lowered his hat over his eyes, a bright cocky grin on his lips. "It's for a good cause, of course."
Before him stood two dozen hired goons with dust rounds pointed right at him, while behind him, his own minions were rapidly loading a stolen bullhead with crates of Dust Crystals.
A certain manager of the mine they were raiding was tied up at Roman's feet, keeping the goons from shooting.
A poke to his side came from a hidden Neo who wavered into existence with bloodstains on her coat. She was sending him a pointed look that spoke volumes.
"Hey, my smoking needs are a good cause."
Neo's lips twitched as she held up a pair of broken manacles.
"Oh yes, the pitiful slaves." Roman wagged his finger at the manager beneath his feet and clicked his tongue. "How droll, breaking Atlas law so openly. What would the press think if they?" He flicked his eyes to the symbol stamped on each crate. "Especially with the Schnee profiting from it."
The manager was red-faced and shouting something, but the rolled-up cloth in his mouth muffled his words.
"Please tell me that's not your sock?" Roman asked Neo and got her to look offended as she pointed at the man's waist. "You shoved his own tighty whities in his mouth?"
Neo shook her head and held up the manacles.
"You shoved a slave's dirty underwear in the man's mouth?"
The manager's veins stuck out as he tried desperately to spit them out, only for Neo to kick him in the jaw as she nodded happily to Roman's question.
"Right then, I assume you gave them the other bullhead?"
Roman didn't exactly come raid a Schnee mine out of the goodness of his heart, but since he was already here, well, why not piss of Jacques Schnee even more?
Neo shot him a thumb's up, and Roman smirked, turning back to the waiting crowd of observers. "Neo, if you would?"
Neo silently giggled and weaved an invisible illusion over the two of them, stepping away from the manager and toward the bullhead as Roman's double acted out his movements.
"Well then, gentleman, I would like to leave you off with the knowledge that you have been successfully stolen from by the one, the only, Roman Tor-."
Roman was cut off as the doors to the warehouse, in a mining camp in the middle of an Atlas mountain range, during an active blizzard, were slammed open. "EVERYONE FREEZE!"
Neo perked up the voice and turned to find a dust cloud rapidly approaching her actual body, rather than her illusion.
She held her arms out excitedly, only to immediately deadpan as Sebastian grabbed her around the middle and threw her over his shoulder before turning to Roman.
"I'm borrowing this."
He tossed the man a Dust grenade.
"Wha-." Roman didn't even get a word out as he caught the grenade, only to find Sebastian sprinting back out of the warehouse under the dumbfounded gazes of Roman, his assailants, and his own minions. "I was using that!" He yelled after the vanishing dust cloud.
"I need it more!" Sebastian yelled back.
"I'm doing this job for you, jackass!"
"I'll pay double!" And with that, Sebastian was gone.
It was only then that Roman realized he was halfway to the bullhead, no longer standing next to the manager of the mine, and out in the open without Neo's illusion.
The goons for hire looked between each other.
"Do we shoot him?"
"I kinda feel bad now."
Roman opened his mouth to say something witty, only for the manager to finally spit out the slave underwear along with half his teeth and shout. "SHOOT HIM YOU DUMB BASTARDS!"
Roman deadpanned at the cocking guns and pulled the pin on the grenade. "I'm charging the kid triple."
Chapter End.