Between a man and a woman cloaked in a veil of awe and darkness, a deal was made for the head of one of the Thirteen Thrones that reigned at the very peak of the Dynasties of this world.
Achilles wore a thoughtful expression as he asked Nyxaria.
"What is the so-called treasure that even Dharma Manifestation and Astral Core Ascension entities would fight over?"
He was asking about something critical, something she had mentioned at the start of their deal.
Her expression, filled with hope for the future and the dream she'd carried in her heart for years, remained bright as she spoke.
