She lunged at him, eyes wide with obsession, desperate to claim the crystal—
But before she could touch it, the Poison Crystal vanished into thin air…
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Morca knew this would happen. That was precisely why, after showing her the item, he swiftly stored it back in his storage ring without hesitation.
An unstable aura surged from Neo Laura's body, distorting the air around her. Her frame trembled slightly as she fought to suppress the whirlwind of emotions flooding her... fury and longing tangled tightly in her chest. It took every ounce of her willpower to keep her composure.
"What do you want? Name your price." Her voice had lost its earlier playful tone. What replaced it was sharp, cold, and serious.
Morca remained calm, unmoved by the weight of her aura. "All I want," he replied, voice steady, "is for you to take off your mask. That's all. I don't think that's too much to ask in exchange."