Rubby, who slammed the door on Sonia's face, quickly pushed the white box deeper into the room.
In the hall, there was a sofa placed in the middle with some paintings adorning the walls. There was also a 3D hologram displaying the situation around Rubby's abode.
Right now, that hologram was the center of attention for Rubby, who gleamed her eyes on the projection of the door in the hologram, Sonia standing and assessing it from top to bottom, probably conflicted on whether she should enter it or not.
'Damn, walk away, there is nothing wrong here,' Rubby urged internally.
"Rubby!" Her heartbeat quickened, hearing Kiesh's pleading voice, which was like a jump scare to her. She breathed and paid him no heed, her focus shifting on Sonia, who smiled and walked away, happy to receive a sword.
"Ah!" Rubby exhaled sharply, feeling the weight of the risk going away with it.
