Chapitre 224: Challenge accepted

As they settled into their seats, an attendant with cybernetic arms approached their table. Her metallic fingers clinked softly against the surface as she greeted them. "What'll it be?"

Sakura leaned back to Zafron's surprise, a hint of a smile playing on her lips. "The usual, Mira."

Zafron, curiosity piqued, chimed in. "I'll have the same."

As the attendant's metallic footsteps faded, Zafron turned to Sakura, curiosity glinting in his eyes. "So, 'the usual,' huh? You must be quite the regular here."

Sakura shrugged, a wry smile playing on her lips. "Not just me. This place is a watering hole for most fighters in the Undercity. You stick around long enough, you develop a taste for their special brews."

"Interesting," Zafron mused.

Sakura leaned forward, resting her elbows on the table. "Now, your turn. Why'd you order the same thing? Trying to impress me with your daring taste buds?"