"I don't like this," Ksenia declared.
"Me neither, but money is money and the guild is the guild," Leon said to her. Ksenia was ticked-off by his response and crossed her arms, glaring at the man in front of her. "Hey, don't blame me! I serve Spectre number uno! Number one is much scarier than number three."
Kazi understood. More than anyone, he understood the unfairness of reality. He hated being the one to be responsible for it too. However, in this case, it was to fight a greater evil. He glanced back at Sun-young and the excruciating pain she was in. 'A much greater evil.'
John Smith, slowly getting untied by Booker, his gentlemen smile a permanent feature of his face. Not wanting to chance danger, they kept his arms bound tightly. His hair was slightly unkempt and as soon as John was able to stand he asked for a comb. No one relented.
"I will be watching you." A thinly veiled threat was at the forefront of Ksenia's remark.
