"Five missions, that's fair," Enzo muttered under his breath, "but nothing that involves an exalted weaver."
Enzo added.
It wouldn't make sense if they fought against things equally powerful just to get him to help them. That was just poor negotiation skills.
"Good, then prepare. The first one is in three days." Sword Cleaver reclined his body, sitting straight on the couch.
Enzo and Zeke looked at each other for a brief moment after hearing that, then nodded. In three days, they would start paying for Sword Cleaver's services.
Later that day on Yari, Enzo and Zeke made their way out of the city and toward the Weavetech hangars they had come through, sending them back to Earth in an instant.
They had come to scout Astoria, but what Sword Cleaver had explained to them made them understand why this was a bad idea.
