"As for proving my claims," Vlad said with a soft chuckle, and after a short pause, he added, "I know that your guild is currently exploring a hidden domain, and one of your great discoveries is broken pieces of a very special armor,"
As Vlad spoke, the cold, almost amused expression vanished, replaced by a sudden sharpness, a look of alertness and restrained calculation, as if every word he said now mattered far more than she had expected.
"I know the Lion's Armor is a quest item, and not just any quest, but part of a chain that started at Unique grade, and there is a good chance it will finish as a National or even Continental-grade quest," Vlad spoke, then fell silent, lifting his cup and taking two slow sips of his honeyed tea.
Angela stared daggers at him but dared not say a word, knowing now that the person she had thought was a rare talent was likely the scion of a great guild.
