Asmodeus watched as other auction members dragged Funf off the stage, their bodies wrapped in pure leather. 'That looks tight.' He remembered a movie from the 90s where a bunch of cats ate a woman alive. Then she became a leather-wearing femme fatale called Catwoman, and these women all resembled her.
'I didn't think they had that material in this world, though.'
He used Lumina's webbing to create many designs and styled cloth from his previous world because he had zero knowledge about fashion. She could only create similar copies with the same properties instead of the actual product.
'Well, now she's gone, it seems I can rest easier.'
[Honey, my earrings are full.]
A simple sentence from Nerim brought Asmodeus another piece of good news; he'd felt those old artefacts which gave her the Siren's blessing and bloodline. The amount of divine aura she could pour into them would be close to the amount of a divine shard.
'A good trump card, remember to focus on recovery now.'
