Chapter 16: Using the fire.
"The Dagerstanteen isn't for sale." The big Folanto spoke first. "Back off, Albeon warrior."
"Now wait a moment, Begermay," The Deltan waved the Folanto to the side and stepped toward Ike. "I have never seen anyone from Albeon here before. Maybe I want to hear what this warrior has to say."
"Name the price, and I will pay it." Ike set his gloved hands on his guns. "I don't care what it is. I want the Dagerstanteen."
"I already bought the slave," Begermay snapped at him. "This Dagerstanteen is not for sale."
"Don't you want to hear the number?" The Deltan seller asked. "I'm curious. Aren't you?"
"I don't care about the war between the Albeon slime and the Dagerstanteen trash. I want the Dagerstanteen. This garbage will pay the price for what their leader did to us in the dome." The Folanto dug a finger into one of JP's cuts. "Take your war to the battlefield where it belongs and leave us."