New Friend?

Jung was confused, but he wouldn't show that.

"Hello there, traveller. You can kindly fuck off or come closer."

His words were followed by echoes of laughter.

Then, he abruptly fell silent for a second before opening his mouth.

"What a funny tongue you have. Reminds me of my friend whose face I want to punch, cut, slice, and maybe even shit on."

[See? I told you you would like that guy,] Vex said, chuckling.

Shaking his head, Jung yelled loudly.

"Think of me as your friend, and you can try to do everything you want."

"Really?" the voice exclaimed.

It was getting closer, creating an intense atmosphere and plummeting temperature.

Players began shaking—their hands trembling in pain.

Nero and Jung had no reactions, but the latter nodded.

"Yes. I'm the most trustworthy person on Maskera."

"But…" the voice echoed, almost whispering behind his ears. "We aren't on Maskera right now."

"You got me."