"Don't you despise them?" Zale pauses his steps, irritated for no apparent reason, and then smirks. "Or do you want a reward from Zion as well? You should have told me sooner because I would have talked to him on your behalf."
"Oh, hell no! Do not take his name. Who wants anything from that good-for-nothing kitty?" Sura growled, and Zale felt dizzy from the volume.
"Alright, Whatever you want to say. I'm not interested in your relationship with his tiger. It's your problem." Zale shook his head lazily. "Now, please wish me luck on the mission."
Zale gave one final heavy heave before opening the doors. His hands gripped the lock, and he considered surrendering and hiding in his room until Soren returned. He's been living in this mansion for three years, but he's never left without Soren. He's never left his room without Soren's nagging, or when he wasn't in the right frame of mind and looking for trouble, but that's another story.
