Come at Me
The walk back was silent for the most part.
The group kept a sizeable distance from Han Jiwon as they followed him. Han Jiwon also kept sneaking glances back at them. Or Eleanor, to be specific.
He'd dreamed of this day for so long, spent nights imagining the day Eleanor would finally give herself to him. He'd never imagined it happening in the way it did, but that didn't matter. He'd gotten what he wanted.
He just had to make a deal with a potentially Citadel-destroying entity.
Speaking of, he felt the pleasure from the Abyssal Scrounger at his successful mission. However, he could feel it urge him to be cautious in case this was a trap.
A sentiment Han Jiwon didn't share. They were barely keeping themselves from being affected by the corrupt Mana. And that's those who could. That last person who looked to be from the Obsidian Tamer Hall was barely standing, and the triplets were also not doing too good.
