Jackpot!

"Okay, fine!" Zeno grunted and tossed a basic beast taming manual to the pile of cubes and cores, it rolled to the bottom.

Draven’ eyebrows scrunched with an exaggerated stretch of worry. He said "Are you sure you want to use that as anker? This worth a million credits"

"I don't care, I have many of these back home" Zeno rested his jaw on his knuckle, with a half-smile underneath his dimmed eyes. Peaking volumes of his reluctance  

Draven thought it was a good deal, since he always wanted to study other elite clan’s secret techniques. Solemn face, he confidently added his level 7 sword into the pot. "Since you are so generous, I would will gladly follow!"

"Good"

Zeno tilted his chin to a nod, his bled of his agreeing anguish; he coughed out his frustrations.

"Are you okay?" Draven asked, acting concerned and tapped his back.

"Yeah, I am fine"

“Have this!" Draven handed him a beer can.

Zeno gulped it down an

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