"I don't have the habit of sharing..."
Wayne patted his bottom and left, that cocky demeanor as if he was second only to the sky irritated a bunch of underlings, who circled around Jeliff, taunting him with veiled sarcasm.
Understandably, everyone was eating poor food, while only Wayne was carrying a chunk of fat meat on his back, feeding himself well without letting others dip their fingers for a taste.
What's wrong with borrowing it? I'll give it back after using it, I promise it'll be as good as new.
Jeliff listened to the complaints around him, his expression unchanging as cold and deep as water, causing the others to scatter like birds and beasts not daring to grumble any further at the sight of their leader's demeanor.
Jeliff snorted coldly and stepped through the spatial gate to leave.
Today, a powerful newcomer was recruited, a user of Blood Magic, one of his master's allies; it seemed necessary to report this.
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