Astaroth stopped in front of the grinning woman and looked at her up and down.
"Nice gear," he said, off-handedly.
"Thank you, guild leader. It's the best gear money can buy."
Astaroth smirked. That was exactly what he thought.
"Did you get through the start of this game by buying your way up? Or do you have skills?" he asked, already unimpressed.
Phoenix chuckled to herself from afar.
As a pro player, she had seen her type before. Climbing up the ladder through money.
But when came time to fight talented people, they always fell short, even if their gear was better. Money would never trump skill.
The young woman looked offended at the comment, and already she was gripping her mace.
"I have skill, sir. And I can prove it."
Astaroth's smirk extended.
"Good. Prove it, right now."
The woman looked confused for a moment, waiting for him to tell her how to prove herself.