"Gregor! It's been a while. How have you been?"
A clear, sultry voice drifted into his ears, causing him to flinch as he turned toward its owner.
A stunning woman in tight leather armor that hugged her curves approached Gregor with the grace of a cat.
Her black hair was pulled back into a high ponytail, and her figure was nothing short of breathtaking, especially her ample cleavage that seemed to beckon anyone who dared to look too long.
Her luscious red lips curled into a seductive smile, and her eyes sparkled with mischief.
She was nothing less than a succubus in disguise. Every man in the tavern had their gaze fixed on her, drool practically pooling at their feet.
"Oh... hey Calista, still as beautiful as ever," Gregor grinned at the enchanting woman before him.
Calista rolled her eyes playfully and closed the distance between them, trailing her slender finger along his armor as she pouted. "Are you dead inside? You don't react like all the others."
