Connor Vance, hearing the news, burst out laughing.
"I thought Vera Warner was supposed to be some kind of big shot. Turns out she's nothing special. Look at her, we've crushed her so badly she can only resort to retail."
"Don't you worry, Luna. I'll make sure to get justice for you this time."
"They want to sell retail, do they? Fine. I'll send my boys over to cause some trouble. They won't be able to sell a single thing. They'll be run out of Aethelgard before they know it."
To Luna White and Faye Lockwood, Vera Warner's move felt eerily familiar. They didn't dare let their guard down, not after the brutal lesson they'd learned last time.
'We can't get complacent. This woman is probably trying to pull the same old trick again—get a foothold in Aethelgard first.'
'Exactly. We can't give them a moment's rest. We have to cut off all their options. She wants to go into retail? Then let's help fan the flames.'
