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pondered briefly before responding," ask a million, plus I'll tell you where I caught it. We can split that."
Nidhogg ceased wailing a moment, surprised at the voice in her head. She bobbed her head, looking from human to human so see where the voice had come from, then cocked it curiously for a moment before starting to bawl again. She was able to choke out her name, Nidhogg, before she wailed for her daddy once more.
Hector smiled at that and nodded. "My friend here wants a million dollars for both the beast and the we're abouts of whence it came. A two for one deal, really." He replied with a salesman like charm.
Markus frowned in thought as he looked back to the dragon and Pariah. She'd told him that she was calling for her father. So it was a baby. Very useful in getting a bigger specimen. He'd be worth millions. A weaponized acid spitting dragon. He smiled proudly and agreed, "DEAL! I'll arrange for the funds to be transferred to your account." He pulled out his phone to make the necessary preparations.
Pariah purred soothingly in Nidhogg's mind. "Nidhogg, don't cry. We'll help you find your father again."