The corner of Scar's lips rose. "Don't be so arrogant. It's not books you're selling to us, but merely the probability of killing the Boss."
"That's right," Dmitri seconded, hiding his malicious intent beneath a calm tone. "Don't be unreasonable, and sell it at a fair price."
Beatrix rolled her eyes and spat, "Who cares about those stupid amulets anyway?! I say we just kill them!"
She was itching to kill all players with the name Ren, simply because it somehow made her feel better. After the tragic thieving incident, she was traumatized to the point that every time she remembered what had happened, she would shake with rage. Later, she developed a coping mechanism to calm her down, and that was none other than killing players named Ren.
Beatrix was a woman who would neither easily forget nor forgive. At this moment, anger was overflowing in her heart, clouding her judgement.
"They'll just respawn," her lackeys whispered to her.