"Damn! A flying sword!"
Cheche was stunned.
He screamed:
"Meow Brother, when did you get such a good thing? You're not playing fair, hiding something this good, not enough brotherhood!"
"Enough, my ass! I threw all my money into this bottomless pit, hoping to make a fortune during the Black Disaster."
Meow Brother waved his hand in frustration and said:
"Tell all the vampire brothers to go to the blacksmith's shop to find the Broken Sword Master. Just say I sent you, and have him take out the prototypes of the Demon Sword he made, one for each of you. This thing has been improved by Lady Triss and can only be used by Vampire Players, so it's barely a racial benefit.
But the patent for this thing is with me.
So remember when you pick it up, each of you pay 3000 gold coins!
Don't frown, this is already a loss-making price out of consideration for our brotherhood. You should know, my price for NPCs is 5000 each."
