Grand Abyssal Beast Exchange…
Master Silas stood completely frozen in place, his greasy face turning a comical shade of stark white as Tony's chilling words echoed off the dark iron walls.
The four dark-armored guards holding the reinforced cage instinctively tightened their grips on their spears, their breathing turning ragged as they felt a sudden, terrifying drop in the room's temperature.
Lady Selena Faith stepped forward, her violet eyes flashing with a sudden, razor-sharp mercantile wrath.
As the premier heiress of the Golden Phoenix Merchant Guild, she didn't need Tony to explain further; the moment Tony mentioned a hidden soul wound and a forbidden illusion array, her own high-grade spiritual perception locked onto the strange, unnatural flickering of the griffin's spatial runes.
