The moment the door opened with a click, her heat and strange scent filled the room like a sweet mist. She carried the citrus scent of a red spider lily, deadly yet alluring. At least to Ryan, but Nikolai just looked at her like a rival.
Good, I don't find her attractive.
Though her strength is quite impressive... I want to fight her!
Nikolai's ability, the Obsidian Eye, allowed him to sense mana and the amount a person hid or used. This beautiful Lamia, her eyes golden with triangular pupils, flicked between the four people in the room.
But the Lamia focused on Nikolai with a sceptical eye filled with hunger.
"To think the male who called me would be the infamous Nikolai Volkov."
Her voice was like a melody that slithered through the air as if to match her forked tongue flickering between her plump, red lips. He understood... after fighting a heat burned in his abdomen, but she wasn't his type.
"It's not me, but him."
