[ Not looking back at the messy scene behind him, writing that ordeal off as a far-gone conclusion, Ozymandias does stop briefly to procure the heavier coin purse from Takasugi. Weighing the contents in the palm of his hand, his grin is sufficiently wide. The pharaoh is pleased with his offering. ]
Then, I am left with no choice. [ He laughs under his breath, actual amusement nonexistent. The noise threatens rather than relieves. ] I will force them to give me what I deserve, just as you've done here.
[ Starting his approach into the city once more, Ozymandias begs an answer to a nagging curiosity that's been festering ever since he saw Takasugi fight. ]
Do you work as a mercenary? [ It's an assumption that he can't help but fall upon. ]
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Then, I am left with no choice. [ He laughs under his breath, actual amusement nonexistent. The noise threatens rather than relieves. ] I will force them to give me what I deserve, just as you've done here.
[ Starting his approach into the city once more, Ozymandias begs an answer to a nagging curiosity that's been festering ever since he saw Takasugi fight. ]
Do you work as a mercenary? [ It's an assumption that he can't help but fall upon. ]