Ronron stared blankly at Alex, who focused on the items he had gotten from the people just before.
They sat on the boat that flew north with the snow blasting past them because of the snowstorm that seemed to have come out of nowhere.
"Tsk! Nothing good," Alex thought. Not even the Starforged Tungsten weapons were any good as it was usually mixed with some other metal to make an alloy instead because of just how expensive the Tungsten was by itself.
"Father," Ronron called.
"Hmm?" Alex turned around toward her and was surprised to see her expressionless face. "Are you alright? Were you hurt?"
"No, I'm not hurt," Ronron quickly answered. "Father, have you killed people before?"
"Of course," Alex said. "Did your papa not tell you about our adventures while he was controlling my body? He killed people back then too."
