A man wearing gold-plated armor entered a big Camp, and looking around, he saw a man wearing a dark cloak sleeping in the corner, and instantly, his cold face curled into a twisted smile.
"You F**king Rat, I didn't hire you to daydream and sleep." The man said as he threw a fireball at the peacefully sleeping man.
The man got hit by the fireball in the face waking him from slumber and making him instinctively stand up while grabbing his sword, but before he could gauge the situation, he was hit by a solid ball of ice, making him fall back to the ground.
"You are getting 10% less pay for this expedition, and if you do not perform well, it will be 20%, and if you die before I tell you to, you know what will happen." The man said as he walked out of the camp.
'What is going on.' Alex thought, feeling dizzy and light-headed.
'I remember I came here as a damage dealer to help raid the Frost Moon Bear lair, and this bastard is the bodyguard of that rich boy Xion.'
