Moving Forward

"What have you done?" Argas asked, a frown on his face.

He could hear the robotic voices, but what he wanted to understand were Asher's intentions.

"You don't need to know," Asher said, placing the Card Type Artifact inside his spatial ring.

"Place your artifact and we will leave," Asher instructed, turning towards the elevator.

Argas didn't reply but his mind was already exploring possible advantages to his situation.

As he put his artifact on the cube, he glanced back for a moment.

'Surely if I pressure him a bit, I can free myself,' Argas thought as he picked up his artifact.

He was uncomfortable with his whole career being in Asher's hands.

"I have done what you wanted, now we are even," Argas declared as he entered the lift and looked at Asher.

Asher stared back at Argas.

"We will both preserve each other's secrets," Argas suggested.

"I think you're confused," Asher responded, removing his glasses.