The Phoenix wanted something in return. Arthur, once again, wasn't surprised by it.
Those creatures always wanted something in return for things like that. It was in their nature.
"Depends on what you are asking," he said.
The Phoenix then changed its form. A hurricane of fire moved around it, and when it vanished, the creature in the middle didn't look like a Phoenix anymore.
It was, in fact, a woman with long orange hair, pale white skin, and, of course, a naked body.
Arthur stared at her curves, enjoying the moment, as it was not every day that she saw a woman as beautiful as that one.
Myla's cheek turned red while looking at her. And when she saw Arthur enjoying the view, for some reason, she couldn't help but be jealous of it.
'She is not that beautiful… I'm too!' the thought crossed Myla's mind.
The Phoenix, whose name was Deja, said, "This is just a drop of my bloodline, but I'm not giving this away to help others."
