Rhys Finch scoffed, his voice hardening. "Get out!"
"How rude." Evangeline rolled her eyes and continued slurping away at her food. She finished the bowl in no time, cleaned up, and then took out a brand-new container of Jade Skin Shaping Cream.
A pain as sharp as a needle piercing her heart shot through her, so intense it was numbing, yet Evangeline's expression didn't flicker.
A refreshing fragrance once again filled the hut, and Rhys Finch paused.
"The Ravening Wolves just said it's almost time for the High Priest to give out his medicine. They asked me to have a word with you. So, who is this High Priest? What's this medicine all about? And how exactly does one 'hand over a sufficient number of Beast Crystals'?"
Evangeline's face was pale as she walked toward Rhys Finch with the cream in hand, rattling off her questions without pause.
'Everyone at the foot of Thorncliff is a Fallen Beastman. It can't be easy to scrape together enough Beast Crystals.'
