— In Another Part of the city, In Ryta's Place —
Ryta, at that moment was in her chambers, where she was waiting for him white adorned in delicate frills, with a sweet smile on her face. But the sweetness was so deceptive that nobody but someone who truly knew her would be able to notice.
"I see you've taken care of him…" she purred, her tone veiled with seduction, and maybe a bit of malice. She had seen how he had appeared and although that was something that used to affect her back then, this time, she was ready for them after they had gotten an artefact from the Shrine.
Midas stared at her and said nothing, merely thinking about the fact that this place was surrounded now. It seemed she was ready now. Ready to kill him for sure. That was if she couldn't control him.
"That's right. I took care of your problem," Midas said, tilting his head as he stared at her body up and down. "And now I am going to take care of you."
