"Pft…"
The sound of Warslugger's laughter whispered in the air. He tried to contain it, but it was replaced by a snort that was probably louder than the laugh that he tried to stifle. He stared at Riley, the amusement almost bursting out from his already moist eyes.
"When they told me about you, I knew I was going to like you, kid," he said, wiping the tears from his eyes. "It's really too bad your name isn't on the list. I mean, I could just take you—but they told me the two of you were off-limits. For good reason, of course."
He pointed at Hannah and then back to Riley.
"Even we don't want to incur the wrath of the wealthiest normie on the entire planet…well, more than we already have, that is. So…"
Warslugger clapped his hands, causing Hannah to stand in front of Riley and release a heat in front of her that could dissipate shockwaves. But she didn't need to do that, as Warslugger truly only clapped his hands and nothing else.
