Some weeks had passed since Angelina’s explosive debut. During her Qualifiers Race, she shocked the audience with an overpowering jolt of entertainment. She was an electrifying Tomb Rider that night who radiated with alluring brilliance.

After mending back her Motors Cube and upgrading her inventory at Mawol’s Ghoul Gear Shop, she headed off in the direction of home. That’s when she came across Resotnero in the park and learned something interesting.

During the past several days, Angelina Julie had been experimenting with her Ghoul Soul properties, trying to figure out a workaround for re-conjuring Soul Insignias. She had already purchased the Soul Reviver Ghoul Mod that Resotnero spoke of but sadly she had yet to attain the result that she was searching for.

“Why isn’t this thing working? I’ve followed the instructions thoroughly, so why?” Angelina Julie was at the park which was not so far away from where she resided. She was tinkering with some strange mechanisms and cursed underneath the sun when she hadn’t found her desired result.

“Damn that rat-boy. Did he lie to me?” Angelina furrowed her brow in disappointment. She was persistently trying to get the Soul Reviver-Mod to do her bidding until she decided to give up. Angelina tossed the globular mechanism on the grassy surface.

“This piece of junk! Could it be a rip-off? Ahh! I’m going to find those swindlers and demand a refund!” She got up from the grassy surface with anger dripping out of her eyes. That’s when she realized that someone was spying on her.

“Huh, who’s there?!” said Angelina alertly. Shortly, she felt a familiar silhouette appearing behind her character.

“No need to be alert lady. It’s just me.” Resotnero spoke up suddenly.

Angelina spun around with her leg moving swiftly. The blond fellow behind her was in for a bitter taste of pain.

After knocking Resotnero to the ground, Angelina drew out her blade and held it at his neck. “You again? What are you, my stalker or something? Why were you following me?”

“Hey! Hey! Easy with that thing.” Resotnero held his hands up in surrender. “I wasn’t following you. I just…”

“Just what?” Angelina pressed her blade closer towards Resotnero’s throat to intimidate him further. Of course, he was definitely intimidated so he spilt his guts outs.

“I just wanted to show you this.” Resotnero dipped into his pocket and hurriedly pulled out a plastic card which had some animated sequence playing through it.

“This is…?” Angelina took a closer look at the card and immediately recognized it. “This is the card which was issued after the Qualifier Races ended. It is proof that a Tomb Rider is qualified to participate in the upcoming tournament.”

“Yes! Yes! I am now able to participate in the tournament.” Answered Resotnero quickly.

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“And why are you showing me this? So what if you’re qualified, you expect me to congratulate you or something?” Questioned Angelina. “You better start making sense rat-boy or I’m going to slit your throat wide open. Do you like the sight of your own blood?” Angelina forced the tip of her blade to prick a piece of Resotnero’s skin.

“No! No! Please! I very much like my swan-like neck.” Resotnero looked glum.

“Then start talking!”

“Alright.” Resotnero took a deep breath. “I came here looking for you today with an offer in mind.”

“What offer?”

“I want you to partner up with me for the upcoming tournament.”

Angelina looked surprised when she heard Resotnero’s proposition. “And why would I do something so stupid? You think that I can’t take care of myself?”

“No, no. I know you can.”

“Then why would I accept your offer? I’m better off alone.”

“Not for long you aren’t.”

Angelina glared at Resotnero. “What do you mean by that?”

“Take this blade away from my neck then I’ll tell you.” Resotnero demanded.

“Alright, it better be something useful.” Angelina slowly withdrew her blade from Resotnero’s throat but still kept a keen eye just in case he opt to do something offensive.

Resotnero sat up straight then rubbed the itch which was present on his neck. “I hope this doesn’t leave a scar.”

“Hey, hurry up and talk!” Angelina was getting tired of Resotnero’s procrastination.

Resotnero cleared his throat then smiled at the impatient beauty before him before saying: “I heard from one of my sources. This upcoming tournament won’t be as easy as you think. If you hope of having any chance of competing, you will have to cooperate with others.”

“Is that so? I will have to cooperate with others?” Angelina stared at Resotnero coolly. “And why do you think that ‘other person’ should be you?”

“Well, you know.” Resotnero licked his lower lip boastfully. “Based on our previous cooperation I think that we would make a great team. Also, there will be others in our group.”

“Others? Like who?”

“Some of them you’ve met before. Remember that guy who attacked you in the catacomb? Bizat he’s one of them and Kira the girl with the rabbit…”

“The girl with the big teeth. Yes, I know her.” After listening to Resotnero, Angelina reached for her belongings and got ready to leave.

Resotnero called out to her. “Hey, where are you going? What about my offer?”

“Where I am going is none of your business. And about your offer, naturally, I decline.”

“Wait! No!” Resotnero teleported in front of Angelina, blocking her path.

“Get out of my way, rat-boy.” Angelina stared at Resotnero with deadly eyes but he still insisted on remaining her obstacle.

“Hey, you owe me.” Resotnero blurted out suddenly.

Angelina looked at him strongly and asked with her brows furrowed. “I owe you?”

“Yes, you do. What about the other night when I told you that secret about Soul Insignias? Not many Tomb Riders know of it, you know, and I told you. So the least you could do is hear me out.”

“Pft, ha-ha-ha!” Angelina chortled amusingly. “What secret? The stuff you told me is useless. It doesn’t work. I’ve tried everything.”

“What?” Resotnero was shocked. “Of course it works. You must be doing something wrong.”

“Okay then. Be my guest genius.” Angelina pointed to the Soul Reviver Kit which she had tossed onto the ground earlier. Resotnero picked it up and inspected it.

“Yes, this seems about right. There’s nothing wrong with the specs.” After inspecting the Soul Reviver Kit, Resotnero glanced at Angelina. “If I help you with this will you accept my offer?”

“Hmm…” Angelina pondered for a bit before replying: “I’ll consider it but only if you show me how to work that thing properly.”

“Alright then. Give me your Motors Cube.”

“What are you going to do?”

“What else? I’m going to show you how to work this thing—properly.” Resotnero accepted Angelina’s Motors Cube and started showing her how to actually use the Soul Reviver Kit.