"I have the contact information of the best Lone Wolf in this city, so no one dares to mess with us. The only reason I'm sitting here now is to add your name to the contact list."
John listened and couldn't help but chuckle, shifting his gaze away and then frowning while pursing his lips, making a hissing sound.
"You're... uh, a bit naturally enthusiastic, but I have to admit you're more intriguing than the company's promotional video, but we aren't really familiar enough for this level yet."
"But we do have a basis for knowing each other."
Raphael maintained a steady stream of words and plenty of patience.
"Hasn't Ryan Randall ever mentioned me to you? Ha, how heartless, he and I used to be teammates, a mercenary squad, a bunch of unfortunates huddling together at the city's edge."
John wasn't drawn in closer, instead he asked.
"Teammates? So when he was house-arrested by Nocturne, chased into the warehouse, you didn't show up?"
