The battle raged overhead as the two brothers, drunk and hazy, stumbled forward, arms around each other's shoulders, each holding a bottle of liquor, swaying with every step.
"I suggest you name your daughter Isla when she's born. What do you think?" Orson said.
"How do you know I'm having a daughter? Whatever, it's up to you!"
Bradley chuckled stupidly, swaying back and forth. "Orson's her godfather, godpa, money... hic... money bag."
Orson froze for a moment. "What the hell, money bag? You know how broke I am right now?"
"I know, I know."
Bradley, a bit tipsy, pushed his way through the crowd. "Move aside, let me see what's going on with Money Traveler!"
"Get the hell out of the way... huh? Money Traveler! Godslayer's strongest solo warrior!"
As soon as players heard the name "Money Traveler," countless eyes were drawn to his handsome face.