Contract On Torug, Rainar's Clone Creating Orc

When Jin entered the tavern designated for Death Merchant newbies, he was visibly taken aback. The sight of Michael, known as the god of darkness, sitting there reignited memories of their harrowing encounter in the dungeon, where Jin had narrowly escaped having his soul absorbed by Valorix.

Quick to regain his composure, Jin masked his initial shock, keenly aware of the unspoken rule in the guild: never reveal too much. In this den of assassins, secrets were currency, and trust was a rare commodity.

"Hey kiddo, meet our new newbies," Clint said, introducing Michael and Gaya as Jin made his way over and took a seat next to Michael.

"Hello, Jin," Michael greeted him with a calm nod, recognizing the assassin from their shared past ordeal.

"You two know each other?" Clint inquired, picking up on the undercurrent of familiarity.