"Dragon, just to clarify, you said your boss's name is Dragon…" I said with as straight of a face as I could possibly muster.
"Yeah, I heard some of the necklace Tier guys calling Boss Dragon," Clive stated matter-of-factly while nodding his head like a bobble doll. However, after a couple of seconds of this, I noticed that Clive appeared to be holding his wrist and rubbing it, much like how a child would after getting hurt.
"What's wrong, buddy?" motioning for the big lug to show me his arm, I asked, creating a strange image of a man four times my size holding up his arm to me like a saint bernard.
"Burns…ow…"
Reaching out, I caught hold of Clive's arm and examined the bracelet with apparent disgust on my face.
'Quite unfortunate; I was hoping to get some more information from this guy before the Homunculus rejected him for spilling secrets.' I thought but suddenly froze because I felt an itching sensation at the back of my neck.
