. . .
"We have a deal then," Miura Takumi said before pouring a blood-red wine on the table--like a ritual after sealing the deal.
Willy stepped forward and took the briefcase from Mr. Amorsolo before leading the two greedy mongs outside. Zeirenne and Miura Takumi were left alone in the room, and they were both deep in thought.
"You just accepted Mr. Amorsolo's plan... should I start running away now?" Zeirenne asked him, "That's the smartest thing to do, I think."
"Do you know what happens when people make a deal with the devil?"
Zeirenne shook her head. "No. I've never tried researching on that before."
"Well... it always comes with great consequences. If you ever make a deal with the devil, it could only mean one thing. You're weak." He pinned his gaze on Zeirenne, "And if he plans on breaking the deal... there's nothing you can do about it."
"So you're planning on breaking your pact with Mr. Amorsolo?"
"It depends."
