Chapter 80
- “Are you mocking me, Dice?” Gala murmured, pressing a finger to his ear to hear her more clearly.
- “You waste your breath too often,” she replied with a small, amused scoff. “The devices integrated into your body aren’t ordinary, you know. They can pick up even the slightest vibrations—yes, including your tiny little whispers.”
- Gala sighed in annoyance. “Just follow the damn order, Dice.”