"I want you to give me separate assessments for each of these corpses," Mir said as he pushed his trolley to the two old men who were in charge of the exchange program.
One of them smiled jovially, seemingly not bothered by his extra degree of demand, surely a perk of the security fiasco. The station's officials were on their best behavior at the moment, eager to please the angry customers.
"Sure, sure. For you young explorers, understanding the value assessment of your kills is a crucial skill. We take pleasure in imparting the knowledge to the future pillars of our district!"
One by one, the six archer frogs were taken out of his bag and placed on a nearby weight machine. After examining the two smaller frogs from the second phase of the sacred ground, the old man began speaking.
