A thunderous cry echoed through the auction hall.
Greenish yellow lightning arced from the ceiling to the rising cage.
The cage that surfaced was a bit smaller but wider than Dreadmaw's.
Inside stood a towering raptor, nearly 18 meters tall.
Its wingspan stretched far beyond the confines of the transparent walls.
Storm clouds spiraled above it, drawn in by its sheer presence.
Liline's voice cut through the awe-struck silence.
"Let me introduce you… to Zephyron."
She smiled sharply.
"The Sovereign of Storm."
Gasps exploded across the room.
"That's a Sky Raptor!"
"Wait, wait—did she say 'Sovereign of Storm'?!"
"It's a lightning beast?!"
Raiven stood frozen, staring at the beast.
"…Damn it," he muttered.
He gritted his teeth. "I'm out. I have no money left after Dreadmaw."
From the other side of the hall, Sylvia stepped forward with a calm smirk.
"Then I suppose this one's mine."
She was about to shout out her bid.
But before she could speak—
