Daniel was still trying to comprehend the implications of Ayra's scandalous statement.
"Vance!" Ayra's voice cut through his thoughts, sharp and direct. Ignoring the sudden hush that fell over the nearby recruits.
Ayra didn't beat around the bush. "You fight well. Very well," she conceded, a hint of grudging respect in her tone.
It was probably the closest she'd come to a compliment for someone who'd accidentally seen her mid-shower.
"Thirty million Federation credits. Be my sparring partner and my teammate until we're done with this entire Stargate assessment.
How about it?"
Daniel blinked. Thirty million? He almost laughed.
After the rewards he'd received, Apex Caches, SSS-Rank tokens, thousands of Commendation Points.
It was a fortune to most recruits, perhaps even a life-changing sum back on Earth, but in the context of his current resources and the power scaling of the Verge, it was… meager.
