The Three Ace Candidates

Seeing that the man she had come to see was in deep meditation, the girl sighed and made her way over to his bed before laying down on it. The next couple of hours was spent doing nothing but sighing and rolling around on the bed. She had absolutely nothing to do.

"Shouldn't you be meditating?" The man sitting at the center of the room suddenly spoke up when the two hour mark passed by.

"Dyson!" The pink haired girl jumped up from her position on the bed, her eyes gleaming.

"What do you want, Hannah?" The man rose to his feet slowly, showing off his build. He had long golden hair that reached down to the middle of his back, a back that was well defined with muscles finely sculpted. On top of his head, two tufted ears poked out from his long hair and behind him, a lean, long tail slowly waved.

Waves of power radiated from Dyson's frame, almost as if it was begging to be let out. When he looked at Hannah, his deep golden eyes pinned her in place.