A blue footed booby waddles into Luca, clearly trying to catch up to the Kiwi. A letter is strapped to its back, and it collapses upon entering Coras's office. After furiously pecking at the ribbon holding the letter to its person, it detaches it. Nudging it toward's the desk, it quickly turns around and waddles back out of the town.
Coras,
Our hatred for one another is well known, and i'm not going to avoid the subject at hand. After speaking with Whitey on the matter for quite some time, I felt the need to write a letter presenting my point of view on the matter.
To be frank, I am not pleased. I am never pleased with your decisions, and I never will be. But this is a new low, even for Promethia. To demand diamond for your faults is beyond that of Lewis and Wolby, and it brings you to a new light. The previous letter states the main details of this matter, so I shall not ramble on. I will simple say that I am going to be staying to Eil for a short time, to ensure you do not bring anymore of your ridiculous accusations into this land.
Your old Rival,
Michael Gaccel
((For all you haters out there,
Here.))
