The two silver-clad women sat in a tidy room. They looked at the ten-digit number flashing on their communicators, then exchanged looks.
“Quite a lot of money!”
“Indeed!”
“Again tomorrow?”
“Of course. This was the boss’ task for us. What do you think the odds are for tomorrow’s fight?”
“Worse than today’s, I guess. His challenger is really strong.”
“It’s so easy to earn money in the North! That’s good, since we need money when we go back. Heheh… feels good.”
“But do you think he’ll win tomorrow?”
“Of course! He has to.”
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