"How much do you have?"
"Oh?"
"I'm willing to spend five hundred thousand," Dasha said. "I require a long-term stream of monsters. Limbs, organs, whatever you can get your hands on."
Points and not coins. Meaning, this was no scam. There couldn't be.
"Hooo…" The dealer was interested. "Does quality not matter?"
"No. However, in turn, I wish to know one thing."
"I'm listening."
"Where do you get them?"
Dasha's question brought a smile to his face. There was a stillness, a rare type of tension. "Sharp, aren't you?" The dealer crossed his arms. "A survivor of the Demonic Sect, a Council Elder, is in league with me. I do his dirty work and he splits the points. In their prime, the Demonic Sect were of course known for hunting monsters and doing whatever it takes for greater strength. The Council Elder still has things to sell from his vault."
