I giveth, I Taketh!
In the dimly lit room, Leo's laughter reverberated, sending an eerie chill down the spines of those present. The atmosphere was tense, and everyone could sense that something significant was about to unfold. When questioned about the deal he proposed, Leo's response was enigmatic and foreboding.
"Oh, it's nothing too grand," he replied, his voice dripping with sinister confidence. "Just 80% of the gains from the profits made off your gang's sales of the Lucid Heaven. In return, I will grant you the strength to overcome any obstacle that stands in your way. But that alone should tell you it won't come cheap!"
The assembled individuals were taken aback, trying to process the magnitude of the proposition. They had expected something underhanded, but the steep increase from fifty to eighty percent was beyond their worst imaginations.
"You are going too far!" Don Creed growled furiously, his face contorted with anger and disbelief.