Suddenly, Morena surged forward, wrapping her arms around Archer's shoulders and shoving his head into her ample cleavage, her voice a seductive whisper. ''You read our minds, handsome. I was planning to ask for these after the children were returned.''
He didn't resist the older woman peppered his face with kisses as Demacia appeared in the room. The younger sister beamed when seeing the generators and Manaheart Crystals. ''Oh shit! That's a lot, but the mana radiating off them is so pure,'' she mumbled while going through the crate.
Archer pulled away from the beaming Morena as he replied. ''I have plenty of them inside my Item Box and in the horde. If you both need something, just tell me and I'll do my best to bring it.''
The two women smiled at his words as Demacia revealed. ''We need more prisoners; they will be gone within a few months.''
