Ask And Receive

"It's not going to be little, I know that for sure." Myrym shook her head but relented.

"Just tell us what it is first." 

Elisabeth turned to the Mazzikin and made a beckoning sign. This caused them to draw closer and sit all around the group.

David eyed this carefully. Clearly, this was her finally revealing her true colors and intentions. 

"Added security? Interesting, especially like this, do you suspect yourself of being watched?"

Elisabeth grinned. "You really did get a sharp man on your arms~ I'm so jealous. I need one myself, but I'm fine with the ones I have for now. Anyways."

She clapped her hands as the Mazzikin from earlier, who created the illusion, brought out a black briefcase from his coat that shouldn't even have fit within it.

He opened it up to reveal a broken arrow with its tip in a strange grey-black metal that did not shine at all.