Moby simply stood there speechless as he witnessed this once high and mighty man crumble and bow beneath his feet, his face covered in his own vomit he had only excreted mere moments prior.
In all his time, he had never seen something like this, which when he thought about it was rather odd. Most people would lash out at him for ruining their lives or simply beg for mercy and offer up any kind of payment. But, this is the first time someone submitted to him and asked to be his servant after a loss, especially a loss such as this.
He did not know how to feel… The mammon seemed to be well known for his sly tactics and trickery so he was unsure whether or not he should trust him…
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