- Hey, squinty. I don't like you. You remind me of a scoundrel who killed my brother, Ingvar. If you leave this place right now, you might have a chance to stay healthy, - Nicks placed his metal hand on Fang Pay's shoulder and squeezed so hard that it cracked. - I'll give you a minute.
- Hey, squinty. I don't like you. You remind me of a scoundrel who killed my brother, Ingvar. If you leave this place right now, you might have a chance to stay healthy, - Nicks placed his metal hand on Fang Pay's shoulder and squeezed so hard that it cracked. - I'll give you a minute.