entering the huge hall, your man, Sylus, wearing a black suit with red claws marked around his chest and a coat around his shoulders, waiting for the gorgeous woman, you.

your black heels with small red crystals making a thud sound against the carpet, your tight dress hugging your curves just in right places.

you came here to buy Protocores. As you were walking down the hall, inspecting each one before getting stopped by waitress, expecting Sylus only. He passed you his black card and an earpiece before walking off.

as you walked trough the hall a bit more, you noticed one of those Protocores spark a bit by the lighting for a brief second, so you stopped to inspect it. A server came to you, asking if anything caught your eye.

as you offered the same one for one million and asked the server to wrap it up for you, you heard Sylus’ voice over the earpiece.

“five million. Your offer will make people think I’m broke. Wouldn’t want that sweetie.”