He glares across the room as he looks at them, his gaze strong and unwavering. Boro doesn't understand how someone could upstage him by offering the same amount of assault rifles for a better price. He was supposed to be the better arms dealer. Yet here he is.

Seething in his seat, waiting for the meeting to end so he can go and give the other dealer a piece of his mind.

"Just you wait..." He says under his breath, directing his gaze at them.