On a secluded shop having a bug like symbol engraved on the banner hanged at the entrance of it within no man tavern stood a masked black hood robe man, before him stood another, an aged bug looking man with bug like eyes and two antenna sticking out his forehead
The latter is handling a transparent cock jar to the masks robe man who in turn raised it up to eye level looking at the bug resting inside quietly like it dead "are toh sure this will suffix, I don't want any error, its going to be bad business for you if am to come back here again"
The aged bugged man didn't feel scared even with the threatening words of the other, wearing an amicable smile while beating his chest with pride "be rest assured of what I gave you, only a handful bugkin can counter the life eater parasite in your hands"
