Chaos engulfed the grand Auction House as a mysterious figure gracefully leapt onto the main stage.
A wave of panic swept through the crowd, causing most people to scatter frantically, while the elite and influential individuals remained composed, observing the unfolding spectacle.
"What's happening?" Augustus inquired, his gaze reflecting the concern shared by those around him.
"He's Grayson, the infamous Irregular who dares to challenge the very existence of slavery. He fancies himself as the protagonist, fighting for justice on behalf of others," William explained, his tone laced with a hint of sarcasm.
"You there! Release all the slaves this instant, or face the consequences!" Grayson pointed his wand unwaveringly at the trembling host.
"F*ck you, Grayson! We're tired of your bullshit." a man bellowed, his voice laden with fury, unable to contain his rage any longer.
