As the heavy iron-reinforced back door of the Crimson Lotus slammed shut behind Three-Fingers Qiu, the System floated down from the brick wall, preening its glowing golden fur and looking down at itself with smug pride.
"Wow, Host, look at us go," the AI purred, crossing its phantom paws in mid-air. "Thirty silver taels dangled in front of her nose and she turns into your personal errand dog! You are having such a great time running this street!"
Beneath the dark hood of her cloak, Heena let out a silent, icy scoff. "A great time? Open your eyes, you blind furball. That scarred bitch just turned us into hostages."
The System paused mid-preen, blinking its big blue eyes as it looked toward the front of the wet alley. "Wait... oh."
