Tokens. Artifacts. For a brief moment, Brend was tempted, but he quickly came to his senses and shook the idea out of his head. "Don’t you dare try to trick me." 

"What do you mean ‘trick’? We’re doing this to survive."

"To survive? You want to survive by killing the people who saved our lives?”

Ethan was so frightened he jumped to his feet. "We’re not killing anyone! Who said we are? If we pick a fight with them, we’ll be lying dead on the ground soon enough." 

"Then?"

"I’m talking about stealing." 

Brend began to show interest, and a sly grin crept over Ethan’s face. "The monsters took all of our stuff and now we’ve got nothing. I mean, if we go out there, we’re just gonna die, aren’t we?” 

Brend nodded without saying a word. Ethan had a point. The Lizardman King had taken away all the artifacts and Tokens he had collected on his way to Section E, and he didn’t even have a single thing to protect himself with. Although Kahn and Doyle could help him out of this place, they would leave...