• A Price On Principles

"Keep it down."

Ji-Hoon stepped forward as he spoke, his voice calm yet seemed to send a chill down their spines.

"If you want your precious loot so badly, you should be willing to trade."

The members of the other team exchanged confused glances.

"Trade what?"

Hyun-woo demanded, he was clearly frustrated. Ji-Hoon's lips curled into a sly smile.

"All I want is your healer to come along with me. Do that, and I'll gladly hand over the loot."

The group mummerd in shock. One of the girls, Ji-Yeon, stepped forward, her eyes narrowing with suspicion.

"Are you one of those prideful perverts who think women are objects? You seem to have quite the collection already, so tell me, has she entered your eyes too."

she said, pointing to the light soldiers behind him. Dong-wook, the tank, nodded in agreement.

"We're not going to hand over our teammate for loot. No way wha–."

"Then what will you hand her over for?"