[Part 9/10 of Castle Mass Release! One more to go!]
An hour had passed. An entire agonizing hour of sitting through auctions where Creed desperately wanted to bid but had to hold himself back like a monk resisting temptation.
He had seen incredible treasures, things that could have elevated his power instantly, but his meager 3 million credits might as well have been loose change at this point.
It wasn't even enough to enter the conversation for some of these items! The moment he so much as thought about bidding, some rich lunatic would casually toss out 5 million credits like it was pocket money!
At this point, Creed wasn't even mad anymore.
He was just tired. Tired of watching. Tired of wanting. Tired of being poor.
And then, another item was rolled onto the stage.
A glass capsule—no, a suspended drop of glowing blood sat inside a protective barrier, pulsing with an ominous yet incredibly powerful aura.
