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Once Freya opened her eyes from her three-hour nap in the woods, she saw Flarry eyeing her from the side. His looks alone would cause one to stumble to the floor. There was not a single smile on his face. "When will we be compensated for a job well done?" he eventually said, his expression grimacing.

Freya yawned and stretched her limbs. “Get paid? Were you the one that arrested the Minister? What should I compensate you for?" She snarled as she stood up. She felt really weird. Weak and tired at the same time. She wanted nothing more than to have a massage, eat, and sleep again. “Say something. Why should you get paid?”

“Why won't we? You hired us to execute a work for you, and we deserve to be compensated." Flarry lashed out at her.

She pouted and dipped her palm inside her coat, but there was nothing within. “As you can see, I am bankrupt. If you can be patient, I will have the Alpha King pay you instead." She made a single stride, but Flarry held her back. “Can't you let me go meet