"So, sir, what do you think? Do any of my girls pique your interest?"
These weren't just ordinary women. Apart from their undeniable beauty, characterized by sharp features and alluring gazes, they bore an air of strength and mystique. three among them radiated an aura peculiar to those of the magus realm, while the remainder displayed a power signaling at least a saint level. This blend of beauty and might made them irresistibly captivating, like gems shining brilliantly against the dimly lit background of the room.
While it was undeniable that these beings were enough to stir desires in the coldest of hearts, Emery found himself distant. Behind his calm demeanor were scars of heartache. He had loved deeply, lost tragically, and was haunted by memories of the past.
