Chapter 259: The Encounter

Orson and the two beasts echoed in unison, "A favor."

Raphael nodded, a subtle smile gracing his lips as his eyes remained fixed on the trio before him. Though the request might have seemed trivial coming from anyone else, the fact that it was Raphael who asked sent a shiver down their spines.

He was a force to be reckoned with, capable of demanding anything from them.

The atmosphere in the room grew heavy, the tension palpable, causing the beasts' hearts to race. Raphael stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his mere presence enough to instill fear in the bravest of souls.

Finally, Orson spoke up, shattering the silence. "Alright, Raphael. If we ever need a custom-made gadget, we'll come here." He wasted no time in turning towards the elevator, his companions following closely behind.

As the elevator doors closed, sealing them off from Raphael's unnerving presence, the three-eyed monkey turned to Orson and asked, "Is he always like that?"