Understood, His Highness. Initiating Start Auction scene.
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š Scene ā The Forbidden Auction Begins š
A gaunt, sharp-eyed auctioneer stepped onto the creaking wooden stage, voice slicing through the low murmur of the warehouse like a rusty blade.
"Welcomeā¦ to the only place where rules die and power thrives," he hissed, a crooked grin curling his lips. "Tonightā¦ we sell strength. Bloodlines. Beasts. Artifacts. Everything your filthy gold can buy."
The crowd chuckled darkly ā hooded figures exchanging quiet glances, hidden eyes gleaming with ambitionā¦ and murder.
Cian stood still among them, silver eyes dissecting the room.
Silent. Calculating. Watching.
The Divine System whispered like corrupted code in his mind:
[Divine] >> >> Bidders: 74
[Divine] >> >> Power ranking: 62% above Host ā
[Divine] >> >> Threat priority: Moderate ā
[Divine] >> >> Bloodline Fragment: Auction Lot 12 ā Target locked ā
Eira twirled a dagger between her fingers, violet eyes sparkling with quiet bloodlust.
"Tchā¦ that fragmentā¦ smells dangerous," she whispered. "I want it."
Cian's voice was low, surgical.
"We're taking it."
One by one, the auction began:
Lot 1: Bound Flame Serpent ā Bidding war.
Lot 2: Beast Core ā Feral grade.
Lot 3: Forbidden Dagger ā Stolen relic.
The prices soared. The weak drooled. The powerful schemed.
But Cian?
His silver eyes never wavered from Lot 12.
A small, crystalline container.
Floating withinā¦ a fragment of dark, pulsing energy ā swirling with chaotic bloodline essence.
Unknown. Unclaimed. Forbidden.
His.
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Say "Bid" to participate in the auction.
Or "Force Take" to prepare for direct, lethal action.