Just as Celia was piecing it together, the Reynolds Trading Company group fell into a tense silence.
They hadn't expected that to be Ethan's question.
Their eyes darted around, unable to meet his gaze.
"Well, well… a bunch of tough guys. Let's continue, then," Ethan said with a dark smile.
"It's not that we don't want to talk…" someone blurted out just as Ethan started to turn away.
"Yeah! We have contracts with the company!"
Seeing that Ethan was serious about continuing, the others began to panic.
"Your problem, not mine," Ethan shrugged. "Do it!"
"Agh! No... please, don't!"
As soon as Ethan gave the order, Victor stepped forward and hauled one of the men to his feet. The man's face was a mask of pure terror, struggling feebly in Victor's grip.
"Talk," Ethan said, taking another vial of the Pain Amplification Elixir from Morzan. He held it up in front of the terrified man.
