Shut up slut

His eyes flickered and his mind began to spin with diverse ideas concerning one topic revolving and in the end, nothing proper came up. 

Derek still had no knowledge of the ability his silver iris gave him. It was a channel connecting his soul to the physical world, enabling him to draw people in.

Against the unevolved, Derek now became a bane. Staring deep into his eyes could cause their dormant soul to weaken. The advantage of the soul became more apparent, but the wielder had no clue.

Suddenly, he heard the crowd making noises, way louder than the ones they had made before. Raising his head, a woman stood on a balcony facing the hall. The spotlight shone on her, giving the audience a good view of her looks.

Her black hair, beautifully tied in a bun, and she wore a strapless black gown that hugged her waist. The embroidery told the people that it wasn't an ordinary dress.