Smoke drifted lazily from Merciless's black Kiseru pipe, curling into the air, swirling and twirling around him and Delilah, the faint glow of the ember casting flickering shadows across his sharp features.
On the other hand, just across from him, Delilah arched a brow; her golden eyes at that moment were filled with a mix of amusement and disbelief.
"The Seed of Legends... you say, how interesting."
She said, her voice full of a teasing skepticism, as she began to question Merciless at that moment.
"Do you have any idea what you're asking for? The Seed of Legends is beyond most being's reach. And even if you knew what you were asking, do you have enough points to even afford it?"
She said, to which Merciless replied.
