"My lord! My lord!" Flonda's voice echoed through the tent, her concerned gaze fixed on Voldrak as he lay in the tub, unmoving. She hovered close, her wet clothes clinging to her body as droplets slid from her skin.
Voldrak turned his head slightly, acknowledging her presence with a simple nod, though his mind was focused on something far more pressing. The words in his vision remained, taunting him.
{Mission Assigned!}
{Level: Easy}
{Time left: Before midnight}
{Take Flonda in the way she desires}
Rewards - 10% Increase in dark essence manipulation.
Failure - Overnight blindness.
His sharp gaze lingered on the word "assigned." There was no choice in the matter this time. The system had merged fully with him, dictating its desires. He leaned back against the cool water, his calm demeanor betraying nothing of the silent frustration bubbling within.
