“Priceless.” Mark lowered his chin. - There will be no trades. She is a person, not a thing.

“Once here, whoever is stronger can get it,” growled the redhead.

- Do you participate in the selection? Mark shrugged.

“Gore didn’t give me a pair. Although he promised, - he muttered. - No one at all. Infection. Get rid of competitors. And yours... I like it.

"Don't provoke me," Mark narrowed his eyes. - You know, it will get worse.

He took a deep breath, thought for a moment, and stepped back.

“You better hide your pair,” he advised. Gore will do anything to eliminate a strong competitor. And on this,...