"Now all Sun-seeking Spirits in Azura must be handed over to our Voodoo Office," the leader of the thugs said, "Hand it over honestly, and not only will you be spared, but you might even receive a generous reward."
Rainwater seeped into the seams of the metal arm, bringing a strange ticklish sensation. Sesilia resisted the urge to scratch, glanced around, and asked, "There's so many of you, but I thought the Devil could only grant one wish?"
The leader shook his head, "You don't need to drive a wedge between us. We don't have the right to make a deal with the Devil; the real big shot is on his way. If you hand it over now, you might still earn that gentleman's favor."
Sesilia thought for a moment, put down the sword tube, and took out the box, deliberately lifting the lid to let them have a glance at its contents before saying, "Since you are following orders from the big shot, that means you wouldn't dare harm the Sun-seeking Spirit, then..."
