Albert Wesker stepped through the auction, getting greetings from other high status men. He sat down and watched as women in white and red gowns stepped onto the stage, chained by their necks and wrists. Wesker smiled devishly as he saw some of the pleasure slaves cry or curl in on themselves.

One, however, caught his attention. This woman had fire in her gaze as she glared down at every single man that sat in the hall. "I'll bid one million for that one," he called out as he pointed at her.