"Honestly," he muttered to himself, secretly keeping the ring in his pockets.
He adjusted the explosive collar which was digging into his neck, leaving barely any room for even a finger between the collar and his throat.
He started walking deeper into the hall. It didn't take long for the locals to notice the new arrival.
A massive, three-eyed alien with biceps the size of Leo's torso stepped into his path. The creature, filled with scars, was currently picking his teeth with what looked like a shard of a bone fragment.
"New meat," the giant said, his voice sounding like someone was scratching a board with their nails. "You. Give me your boots."
Leo stopped and looked down at his boots. Then he looked at the giant's feet, which were roughly the size of small hovercrafts.
"My boots? Buddy, you're a size fifty-eight and I'm a ten. Let's use our logic centers here."
The giant blinked all three eyes in confusion. "I... take boots. I give to boss. Boss happy...'
