Darian's laughter echoed for a brief moment. "Why don't you abandon that useless corpse and join me instead? I promise to show you a far better time than whatever that pathetic merchant could provide. A demon of your… considerable talents… deserves a partner with actual stamina and power."
The dark king's entire demeanor had transformed from the respect he'd shown during their previous transaction into open contempt now that he finally had leverage.
Where before he had been like a loyal dog hoping to be thrown scraps from Noah's shop, desperately purchasing items and maintaining politeness to preserve access to the shop's resources, now he radiated arrogance.
