Seeing the other two going about their methods to try and bring the Minotaur down, Leon knew it would take a bit extra effort to get it to submit. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0000cd">It's either roughly four big ones, or sixteen-hundred; take your pick.</span>" Normally, Leon wouldn't disclose prices, but as they were close to the goal, he figured why not. Seeing the beastman had fight in him still, the Neot let the remaining rounds in his second cylinder out at the legs, replacing the chamber quickly, before holstering his weapon. Then he drew that claymore off his back, the large, two-handed sword held firmly in his hands, to which he would rush and aimed to attack the beastman. The Minotaur, though slowed, seen Leon rushing him with the sword, and sough to charge him once more. Again, Leon used his wings for a high leap, and while he made the stomp on the bull-man's head, he quickly hit the back in quick succession with the pommel of his sword, using his greater strength to knock the bull man's senses out of line.<br/><br/>Leon took this opportunity to reach into his coat, and pulled out some kind of collar; a Streg Corps R&D brand neutralizer collar. Taking the opportunity while the Minotaur was in a daze, he quickly put the collar on in a swift motion. He remained a moment too long, however, for he was punched away with quite a bit of force at that. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0000cd">There's an advantage... of dealing with those focused on brute strength.</span>He would pull out a remote, the very one that controlled the collar the Minotaur now wore, and pushed a button. It didn't release a shock, but instead, a tranquilizing agent, that would become noticeable immediately. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0000cd">...Very little brain to help them think the extra mile.</span>" The creature would stagger for a moment, before the beastman finally collapsed, knocked unconscious as a result of that collar. The punch to him had caused a bit of internal bleeding to occur, but it was already beginning to heal up.<br/><br/>He then turned to face the android and the dragon man, giving a nod, before the client that had called him showed up. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0000cd">Well, you have your live Minotaur... where's the twelve you agreed upon?</span>" Leon asked; he was immediately in business mode, and the two exchanged the terms.<br/><br/>"<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffa500">About... about that, really. You see-</span>" The man didn't even have a chance to explain before Leon hand him grabbed by the collar with just his left hand, his right still holding the monster of a sword he carried.<br/><br/>"<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0000cd">We had a deal... Of course, I can remove the collar and he will be your problem again, and the blame would be on you for not paying the one who dealt with it. Take your pick.</span>" Leon's voice was followed by a wolf-like snarl from him; he wasn't afraid to let his ferocity get the better of him, especially when he was going to be ripped off. At least he wasn't threatening his life!<br/><br/>"<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffa500">Alright, alright! Just... take it!</span>" The man was holding a briefcase, and held it out to Leon. The Neot released the man, but in doing so, grabbed the case, while letting the collar's remote fall and land on the ground.<br/><br/>"<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0000cd">Wise choice. You know who to call if another creature causes troubles...</span>" Leon spoke in a more business-like manner as the man headed off with remote in hand, with Leon heading over to one of the damaged police cruisers caused by the incident to open up the case, and count out the money. As he did, he would place the claymore on his back once more. The full twelve thousand dollars' worth of yen, which was closer to one million, two-hundred-thousand in value, was there, to which he gave a nod, though he would count out thirty-percent as he spoke of. He then turned to the dragon man, while holding the wad of bills. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0000cd">Here's your share, as promised, with a bit extra to get yourself checked out at a nearby hospital. Nonetheless, both of you were of great assistance in the capture.</span>" Leon was quick to the point, his wings closing up around him in a cloak-like shape once more after being sure the male had his share, before returning to his case, and closed it shut. Now it was just to see a bank soon, deposit a majority of it, while keeping some in hand to get himself another collar from one of his sellers. The rest should be enough to pay the bills and keep his stomach fed.