"Hmm, mind telling me why someone so beautiful…" The Desire thickened the air between them, her cheeks flushing as her robes shifted to a more alluring cut. "…and powerful is just a mere guide of this auction?"
Elara laughed softly, adaptive eyes swirling violet with flecks of rose-pink mirroring his influence.
"Guide? Hardly. Like I said before.... I'm the granddaughter of the owners of this place… and this is grandfather's way of keeping me 'busy." She sipped her wine, leaning closer, hair lengthening flirtatiously as it brushed her shoulders like liquid silver.
"But you… Ash Originat. A Ninth Calamity warrior… yet a forger of wonders, artifacts powerful enough to cause worlds to wage war… Where does a man like you come from?"
Ash chuckled, refilling her goblet with a thought—wine manifesting perfectly, the crimson liquid swirling richer than before.
