Zanta was walking down the market of Carta the territory of no one where humans and mystical creatures could sell. As he was walking a seller offer caught his eye, the human was selling a beautiful girl to be a slave for her future owner, everyone was offering but offers were low as if no one wanted her.

"700.000 gold coins...that's my offer"

Zanta said stepping in with a grin as his eyes never leaved the girl that was just brought by him.