Rayven went silent for a moment as his group looked at him for his decision.
He gave the impression of weighing it carefully, though inside he already knew it was the best deal he'd get without pushing too far.
At last, he nodded. "Deal."
The rogue clicked her tongue and muttered… "You drive a hard bargain, young mage."
However, the swordswoman didn't mind it at all. She even chuckled at this since it was her first time seeing Sofia struggle. Normally, with her beauty, she'd always get the price she wanted from male vendors. But obviously, Rayven wasn't charmed by her at all.
"Not bad. You've got guts."
Sofia handed over a heavy pouch containing 30 gold coins. Drosk peeked at it, then back at Rayven, clearly impressed.
"Didn't think our precious mage had it in him… He must be a merchant." Victor muttered.
