"Zhask? Is she related to Leon Zhask by any chance?" Ashton asked another question, but before the man could reply, he collapsed with a loud thud.
He wasn't the only one either. All of the soldiers who had managed to walk out had also collapsed in the corridor at the same time.
"Anna, you were a bit late to the show- wow..."
Ashton turned towards the bathroom to see Anna standing there with a towel clumsily wrapped around her. She hadn't even bothered drying herself... which meant the towel was hugging her figure quite... intimately.
Either she wasn't aware of how desirable she looked, or she was feigning ignorance to that fact in order to get Ashton all riled up. Whatever her intentions were, they were working flawlessly.
"Are you alright?" Anna asked turning her gaze away.
