Alister gritted his teeth, his hand reflexively tightening around the glowing sword fragment. "What do you mean by loot?" he asked, as if he were unaware, though his unease made it clear that he understood.
Ju'Nero's crimson eyes narrowed, his lips curling back to reveal jagged teeth as a low growl rumbled from his throat.
"Are you playing games with me, boy?"
The tension in the chamber thickened as Ju'Nero raised a clawed finger, pointing directly at Alister's hand. The air around his claws shimmered faintly, the aura crackling like lightning.
"That item," Ju'Nero hissed. "I came here for it. Hand it over before I decide to take it myself."
Alister felt his pulse quicken, the weight of Ju'Nero's words pressing heavily against him, as though with each word, the pressure he exerted increased. Despite the clear threat, he held his ground, his mind racing to assess the situation.
