"We have two options for you. You can choose one," Executive Jason said. "First, an assassination of two people. Second, a delivery job to do in the Nexus City. You are going there with Azelis anyway."
Executive Tavros' eyes glinted. 'Whatever option you choose, you are doomed, bastard.'
"You have half an hour to make your decision. If you don't agree to our terms, you will see Jibril suffering hell in front of you."
After saying that, Executive Jason turned and began walking. "We will return after 30 minutes."
Executive Tavros licked his lips at John and said. "Kid, it's fine if you don't want to make a decision. It's been a while since I tasted a young flower."
A hateful, infernal rage was surging within John as he saw Tavros leaving while laughing after saying that.
Looking at Jibril, he clenched his fist, his eyes resolved.
'Chuthulos, I need to make a plan.'
John sat down on the floor instead of on the bed, his eyes straight ahead, filled with burning wrath.
