Two days after the ultimatum, Vespa sat at a table in the circular hall, reading reports. Calabrone stood beside her.
The vice commander, Calabrone, gave a dissatisfying remark: "It's been two days, and they have not come to deliver the treasure yet. Do they want us to kill their family that much?"
Vespa waved her hand: "Stop making a fuss. We will give them some time to think it through. Who knows? They might come up with something interesting. Our job has become so boring as of late."
"What if they call for reinforcements?" Calabrone asked worriedly.
"Heh." The commander let out a scoff: "This tribe doesn't have any connection to the other part of the world. I have sent scouts to its surrounding area, albeit not too close, yet they found nothing but monsters."
