Davis grabbed the spindle from Tia's hands, afraid that she would make eye contact with these monsters.
Tia didn't misunderstand. She was vaguely aware.
She simply smiled at his gesture with a knowing look. She didn't say that he was overprotective since this treasure was already broken. It shouldn't be too dangerous, in her opinion, since all she wanted to do was produce thread like a spider weaving silk.
Although it took her more energy and required her to sacrifice her soul essence, this was mitigated a bit when she became an Empyrean. As for losing soul essence, she always had Davis and Myria to rely on.
Although her karmic burden would increase, it didn't stop her from wanting to peer into destiny and fate.
The auction came to an end for the day, but they were free to stay in this VIP unit.
Davis told them to take a rest while he remained on the luxurious sofa, looking like he was pondering over some matters.
