"You can keep telling yourself that, I know well how important this is for you. Regardless its worthless to me. Tell me, do you need anything else?"
"I'll keep looking through your wears, I don't think you'll chase me away?" Kael asked.
"As long as you have cores to spend, you can stay here all day, dear customer."
The word dear landed like a knife with a ribbon on it.
The imp flashed him a devilish smile as he looked outside the shop.
Many of the Snakes were still waiting outside, waiting for Kael's pockets to empty so he's forced out to face them.
Kael could see their shapes through the glass, their shifting weight, the way they leaned in closer each time someone moved inside. Like wolves watching a rabbit inside a cage, telling themselves the cage would open eventually.
The latter, however, ignored them, because there was one thing they forgot.
Kael had a lot of money, well, cores, and he could use them to his benefit.
