Within no time, Sam is in the room with the rest of the participants in the pocket dimension.
Every candidate that is alive is there. He is standing on one side with his hands in his pocket along with Rashma and Crow on either side. While the remaining candidates are standing opposite to him, with Drik and Hari as their leaders.
This is the start of their negotiations.
"You know something like this would happen from the start, didn't you?" Drik asked, his tone dripping with venom. He wanted nothing more than to jab a dagger in Sam's eye. Particularly, that confident glint made him feel like a thousand leeches are sucking his blood at the same time.
"No point in discussing how we reached here. It is better to focus on how we move forward."
"Alright, what is your price?" Hari asked, a tad bit impatient.
