For several minutes, Mendes carefully studied the numerous boxes that the report had produced. From time to time, his eyes darted to the sheet of paper filled with numbers and the arrow resting on the table in front of him. The Shadow Merchant had even forgotten about the drink he had enjoyed so much a few moments ago.
Ramiel was curious to know what the Imp had received and why he was mumbling unintelligible words under his breath, but he refrained from any questions. He was consumed by curiosity, but he couldn't let that curiosity guide his actions. He had to remain relatively calm and composed, as befitted a dungeon ruler.
Soon, his desire would be satisfied.
" This is good. " - Mendes muttered under his breath and made some calculations.
It didn't take him long when he finished, hiding all emotions once again under a grave face.
