"This," Lapui continued, "is a priceless survival tool. Bidding starts at 700,000 credits."
That meant one thing—this wasn't something the auction house could replicate. A true relic.
The bids started flying fast. One million. One point five. Two million.
Dario gave a low whistle. "This one's gonna hurt someone's wallet."
But as the numbers climbed, I noticed Sia's hand relax slightly. Almost…relieved.
It hit me then. She wasn't worried about the pendant. She was waiting for something else.
Her eyes kept drifting to the auction list displayed faintly above the stage. I followed her gaze.
There it was. Lot #7.
The Hollow Weapon.
***
The girl's eyes shone like no other when she gazed at it.
It was almost like there was something she wanted to achieve, something she wanted to fulfill.
I could see the fire in her eyes...the way her eyes shined.
And it reminded me of something.
The days when I still had it in me.
