Chapter 75: Arkana was waiting for him.
Arkana was waiting for him.
Seated on a throne made of cast gold plates, surrounded by eggs that pulsed slightly with heat. The light in the cave was more intense today, as if the crystals reflected excitement. Or expectation.
She was naked.
Not out of provocation.
But as part of the ritual.
The metallic feathers of her tail arched behind the throne like a living crown. Her bare breasts were marked with golden spiral symbols. A necklace of alchemical plates still adorned her neck—her only piece of clothing. But it didn’t cover her. It enhanced her.
Her legs were spread naturally.
Her vagina glowed with a warm hue. Her skin was perfect. Sweaty. Radiant.
"Ready to negotiate again, investor?"
Eren didn’t answer.
He just stared at her.
"Today you won’t talk about contracts. Or systems."