"Hey."
A group consisting of around twelve players suddenly approached them from the side street ahead.
Their equipment looked far better than average, and each of them radiated a powerful aura.
One of them immediately pointed toward the small phoenix flame in Emilia's hands.
"Is that…"
"Fuck off," Leon replied coldly without even slowing his pace.
The group leader, a tall man carrying a massive sword on his back, did not seem intimidated at all.
"Where did you get that?" he asked while narrowing his eyes greedily. "I'm willing to pay a huge amount for it."
"Not interested."
Leon attempted to walk past them. Unfortunately, the group immediately blocked the path. The leader's expression slowly became more serious.
"That," he said calmly while pointing again toward the flame, "is a phoenix core."
Not many players understood what phoenix flames actually were. But clearly, this group knew enough.
"And we want it," the leader continued.
