A Masterful Frame

Divine_Templar nearly wet himself right then and there.

"No! Please! I have value! I have supplies!"

He frantically opened his bag, dumping items onto the snow like he was clearing out trash. "Here! Take my gear! Take my potions! Materials! It's all yours! Just let me live!"

Harper glanced at the pile.

Mostly basic blue items and standard potions. He was a VP; there was no way he was this broke.

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