The woman stopped a few meters away, her ruby eyes scanning them with an intensity that seemed to pierce through their very souls. She smiled—a smile that was equal parts alluring and chilling.
"Welcome, Asher Magnus," she said, her voice smooth and commanding yet soft enough to send a shiver down his spine. "I see you've brought company."
Asher gave a polite nod, keeping his gaze steady. "She's my... partner," he replied cautiously, unsure of how to address the situation. Freya scoffed at the word but didn't interrupt, keeping her eyes locked on the enigmatic woman.
The woman's smile deepened as her gaze lingered on Freya, who stiffened under the scrutiny. "Interesting. You've chosen well," she said cryptically before returning her focus to Asher. "Shall we begin?"
"Begin what, exactly?" Asher asked, unsure of her intentions.
Chuckle