"I hear that you ran into someone quite interesting." A sultry voice came out from behind sheer curtains. Shadows moved and whisked about, the poses as vulgar as the voice itself. And yet, when she spoke, it didn't sound as though she was doing any of the actions her silhouette made so very clear.
She hopped up and down, her breasts swaying, her hips gyrating and jiggling, and yet her tone was even and smooth without the slightest hint of fatigue.
"You could say so." A familiar red-lipped woman replied, but her mind seemed to be a bit absent.
"It seems that you are still thinking of him. Unfortunately for you, he is far beyond your means to handle."
The red-lipped woman didn't reply.
"He is no part of the Stormfall Covenant." A man's voice came in reply, but he sounded just as unbothered and unflustered as the woman.
The woman giggled. "How fascinating, no? Now how was he able to enter our sacred land without being a part of our guilds? Does that make any sense to you?"
