ShatteredCrown: "Holy crap! Dear Master, why didn't you tell me there was something this good on sale?"
Orson sighed with a wry smile. "I knew you'd ask. I saved a knight's set for you. Put it on your sweetheart, and she'll be invincible."
ShatteredCrown: "Hehe, Master, you understand me so well!"
Orson felt a chill and said, "The Wanderer Set went for a mountain of gold. I'll give you the knight's set at half price."
ShatteredCrown: "Love you, mwah mwah…"
Orson: "Scram."
Just then, a message popped up from Bradley.
Bradley: "Damn it, just look at my level now!"
Bradley's voice came through like he'd swallowed a bomb.
Orson opened his friends list, blinked, and asked, "Level 3? Are you trying to let that Holy Sword Saint kill you until you hit zero?"
Bradley: "Don't bother me. I can still die 20 more times, and I swear I'll seize my last chance! I'm gonna keep… no, I'm gonna destroy him!"