There was an itsy-bitsy complication in the arrangement, one to which Na-Ri had yet to give her assent. In every respect, it appeared to be a fair bargain and at the same time... not entirely so.
Orven was struggling to clear a particular cell that contained a Titan-type beast, Stage Two, Dire-ranked. Ordinarily, that should have been a straightforward assignment for the beautiful stranger to undertake, or even for Orven himself. Yet the creature's formidable carapace rendered Qi-infused weaponry largely ineffectual, and that left the man with a vexing dilemma.
His true aim was not the beast at all. As he had stated, he required something from within the cell, but with the monster entrenched there, no certain means presented itself.
