"Please resurrect this man…
…or I will lobotomize you and do it myself. I am only asking you because the latter would take more time, Mister Randall."
Randall could not help but gulp at Riley's words; his horns glowing even more fervently than before. His eyes, moving back and forth between Riley and Miss Pepondosovich, before ultimately settling on the god of luck. Miss Pepondosovich only nodded at Randall as he looked at her, her hand still clasping Randall's as firmly as possible, almost as if she was quietly warning him not to do anything that would get him killed.
"Very well, Riley Ross." And after a few seconds of hesitation, Randall let out a long but very short sigh, "But only because you asked so politely."
