Anya stepped back onto the stage as another staff member wheeled out a frost-coated display table covered with small glass cases. Each case held a unique herb, all emitting a faint, icy aura. A chill seemed to seep into the room, creating an air of mystery and anticipation.
Just as the system had announced, the item in question was one of the items required for his pet's evolution, but Nox didn't know which one—only a suspicion because of the chill it emitted. However, that was more than enough to leave his chest pounding in a mixture of excitement and anticipation.
Anya briefly glanced in his direction, and with a smile on her face, she began in a confident and alluring voice: