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"Hm hm hm~ Very well played out, Mr. Leader." mused a familiar voice from behind the doorway leading to Dante's office.

By now, everyone had already gone to where they were ordered to go, leaving Dante all alone in his office save for his guard stationed just outside the office. However, the person who just taunted the Wolves' leader was definitely not that guard. No one dared to challenge Dante's authority here, all except for one.

"Mind if I come in?" asked the voice before a young man stepped out of the shadows and made his presence known to Dante.

The young man stood at about 6' flat and had spiky brown hair and cold yet strangely hypnotic crimson eyes. His clothes were noticeably better looking than most people at the camp, a sure sign that he held at least some authority here. He was Glen Stokes, one of the original survivors to form the Steel Wolves and an integral part to the group despite his defiant personality. He has been known to clash with Dante every now and then due to differences in perspective, earning him the distaste of those loyal to him.

"Well well well, picking up strays from the streets again I see. I wonder why we even put up those signs on the first place. Well... I guess we have plenty of food to feed another mouth anyways." sighed Glen in a sarcastic tone as he approached Dante's desk and sat on one of the chairs in front of it. "And striking a deal with a complete stranger in return for food and accommodations. Have we really gone so low, Dante?"

To say the least, Glen was frustrated with Dante's actions. Sure they would benefit them in some way but there was always a price to pay. That was not what the wolves' way... or at least not the one he come to know. The wolves didn't have to give a rat's ass what other people wanted. They take whatever the hell they want when they want it. Letting in random people from the streets, striking deals with strangers, and letting those church pansies get away with mountains of supply was definitely not the wolves' way.

"Seriously Dante, what is wrong with you? Where did the wolves' ruthless and efficient leader gone?"