The ball was progressing very smoothly, with no unexpected incidents in the first half.
One piece of music followed another, as ladies and gentlemen passionately whirled around the dance floor, and the atmosphere grew increasingly lively.
During this time, many eyes turned towards the corner where Aiven and his two companions were, eager to approach. Obviously, Anthony and Delis shone like beacons attracting a lot of attention, which also led to more gazes falling upon Aiven.
"Thank you, I'm a bit tired..."
After Delis impatiently refused yet another "gentleman's" invitation, she complained, "It's almost midnight, isn't the 'Killing Ghost' coming?"
Being persistently asked to dance by numerous self-proclaimed charming men, Delis was extremely annoyed and wished that the "Killing Ghost" would appear immediately and engage in a grand battle, so that these superficially elegant people would get a taste of her prowess!
