Shovels In Spades

'Justice Chains!' Daz yelled in his mind.

The next thing he saw, was Larry's yoyo spinning towards his face incredibly quickly. Daz barely avoided the attack with his own ability. If at all possible, he wanted to save his halo's second daily auto-dodge, although, his instincts were telling him that he would be fine relying on it, which had him a bit confused.

He leapt backwards several feet and then stared at the middle-aged man in disbelief. "You've never committed a crime before?"

Larry raised an eyebrow as the metal yoyo flew back into his palm. "So that's what those chains of yours are related to? Crimes? I guess that makes sense after watching that recording," he said as he cracked his throwing wrist. "But yeah, I'm as clean as a whistle, Kid."

'Fuck. I know nothing about him, and I'd rather not offend him if he's a good person... All the more so if he's a good person but petty. The last thing I need is a powerful enemy created over a stupid token... What's the best course of action here?... Well, I guess it can't hurt to try to negotiate,' Daz decided.

He relaxed his posture and raised his hands. "Larry, was it? Why don't we make a deal?"

"A deal? I'm listening," Larry replied cautiously. Just like Daz, he too was worried about his opponent's strength and the possibility of souring their future relationship. Despite his somewhat rude mouth, Larry hadn't become the ruler of five cities with luck alone.

"Nine million points is a lot. I don't mean to look down on you, but if I came at you with everything that I've got, I'd probably win. You can tell that much, right?" Daz asked.

Larry was about to spit on the stage's floor again but managed to hold himself back in fear of punishment. He scoffed. "I wouldn't be so sure, but yeah. I know I don't have any guarantees to beat you. Your point?"

Daz smiled. "If you're willing to make a contract enforced by the system right here to enter a non-aggression treaty with me and my territories, or even an alliance if you're willing, then I'll surrender right now. I intend to buy a teleportation station for my home city soon, so helping you if you're in need is not impossible no matter where you are in the world so long as you buy a relay."

Larry shook his head. "It's a good deal, but no. I'll win this fucking thing fair and square. Come at me, Kid."

Daz sighed. "You can't blame me for trying, right? Can I just confirm something with the system quickly?"

Larry looked suspicious, but he nodded his head. "Sure. No funny moves though. I'm giving you the benefit of the doubt here, Kid. Don't betray my trust."

"Thanks." Daz lowered his hands to his sides and questioned the system with, "System, will any skills with daily usage limits be refreshed between the auctions?"