C270 An Acquaintance

"Three million!"

"Now, let the bidding commence!"

As Violetwing's voice trailed off, a cacophony erupted from the crowd below, engulfing the vast black hall. The very roof of the hall vibrated, emitting a low hum.

"I bid four million!" declared an Empyrean Zenith expert seated in the front row, his arm shooting up. His shout momentarily quelled the surrounding clamor