Becky knew William's nature; she knew he was inherently suspicious and would likely dismiss their proposal as a desperate ploy.
Yet, as someone who had spent her life navigating the cutthroat shadows and infiltrating the most powerful dark forces in the Upper Realm, she understood the true magnitude of such a deal.
"What do you mean?" William turned his full attention to Becky.
She stopped a few meters away, her posture defensive yet confident, as she pointed a finger at the three enemies grovelling on the ground.
"I don't know every detail of the task you have in mind for me, but I can guess bits and pieces of it," she said, pausing to lock her eyes with his. Her gaze was steady, filled with the pragmatic wisdom of a survivor.
