Lucas looked at Haya's cold gaze when he mentioned killing a monster.
"What kind of weapon will we need to kill it?" Lucas' question was directed at Haya.
The atmosphere in this place was sharp enough to cut a dragon. This man, who Lucas assumed was an arms dealer, stared at him unblinkingly.
In the real world, Lucas never stared at anyone because it could get him into big trouble and he would get into a fight with someone, but this was in his world.
This place was full of strangers and people and creatures with strange behaviours, even if he fought it would probably be a very strange fight.
"We need something sharp and something that can cut a dragon's neck at once."
"The neck of a dragon? Are you trying to kill me, Haya?" Kali pushed Lucas away to get closer to him.
"No, not you, but a monster twice your size." Haya bit the inside of her cheek.
