A Deal With A Devil

Elric glanced nervously at the door, his breath coming in ragged gasps. "It's him, Quinton! The guy whose artifact we sold to a dealer! He's here, and he's furious! We need to get out of here—"

"Wait, who—"

Quinton wanted to respond, but then he felt another sharp pain in his head, his mind racing with a sudden flashback. This man—the one hunting them down, Kade Morgan—had been a thorn in their side for far too long.

A low-life dealer who they were supposed to help deliver some S-rank artifact to a client. Instead, they had double-crossed him, selling it to another buyer for a higher price and running away with the money.

The payout had given them a life of temporary luxury: nice hotels and access to bars like this one. But now they were broke, having spent the last of their Union credits a couple of hours ago, and the dealer had caught up to them.

Kade Morgan was notorious for his ruthlessness and merciless approach to those who crossed him.