"Well well well..." (Hindi)

  "Look what we have here." (Hindi)

  A tall, muscur woman approached the group, Shreya Mishra approached.

  Following suit behind her was a woman wearing saree with a white facemask, leaving only the eyes exposed. She's holding a magic staff, that An recognized immediately as the Mana Staff, quite an expensive beginner item, if he remembered correctly, and for him it was never worth the crafting because there will be better ones craftable in the higher floors.

  And guess who was just right behind Shreya Mishra and the other Indian woman? It was Mountain.

  "Now now, Steve Rogers, you can not recruit this Asian fel, the Silver Eye got our eyes on him first." (Hindi)

  She spoke in Hindi, so obviously, no one understood jack shit.

  "Hello Steve Rogers, Shreya said the Silver Eye got their eyes on the asian man first." (English)

  Suddenly, the woman right behind her in the mask spoke up, in a remarkable English accent, transting what Shreya just said.

  Steve Rogers, impressed, tried turning the conversation to his favor.

  "The Silver may have gotten their Eyes on him, but the Crimson Circution will provide him a better future, also, didn't he already defeated you? How can you call yourself the strongest pyer alive, and a guild leader of that."

  The next 10 seconds were some exchanges between Shreya and her transtor, Shreya sounded confused, probably because of Roger's pun on Silver Eye couldn't be properly transted across nguages.

  "Haha you brat, you're saying as if you're any better." (Hindi)

  "Come on Shreya, you know that a [Strategist] doesn't fight one on one, how about your guild versus mine, I've been aching to put in your pce for a while now." (English)

  "Oh yeah?" (Hindi)

  Shreya cracked her knuckles and walked forward, sizing the Steve Rogers up. She then said something in Hindi, which caught her transtor by surprise.

  "Naina Devi, tell that asian man I'll give him 5 crystals if he singlehandedly defeat everyone from Crimson Circution. I want to see this American man humiliated." (Hindi)

  Crystal was a rare loot that can be obtained alongside enemy-based loot when defeating enemies. For this floor, it'll only drop F-Rank crystal, and even that is rare. From Shreya's mental math, 1 crystal would only be dropped after approximately 10 whole Mountain Wolves (though some can get unlucky), and a team of adventurers could only kill so much wolves in one day, and when the day's over they'd have nothing to share between. So Shreya offering 5 F-Rank crystals was a big deal.

  "I would transte that to him." The woman, Naina Devi responded in Hindi. "But he already walked away."

  Shreya confusingly looked around, trying to find traces of the Vietnamese man. But she could only find Mountain and Tam, while An was nowhere to be seen. So she smirked and shrugged.

  "Well, you guys missed him, better luck next time."

  She said in broken English, not needing transtor for trashtalk, truly how the nguage barrier can easily be disregarded when it came to shitsmack.

  "But... I'm still looking for a fight if you want one." She added, eyes gring in battlemaniac fashion.

  "No." answered Steve, "Not when we're still building our guild."

  The Crimson Circution turned around, disappointed.