"Wait, now that I look at you," Ray murmured, his hand lightly stroking his chin.
The woman before him was breathtaking—a beauty beyond the bounds of mere words. She wore a green cheongsam, its fabric clinging to her curvaceous form. Her long green sleeves fluttered gently in the air, catching the faint breeze like leaves swaying under moonlight.
Her blue eyes carried an elegance, while a celestial ribbon floated in a graceful circle behind her, giving her the aura of a divine fairy descended from the heavens.
"Truly... a beauty."
Ray nodded in acknowledgment, his tone almost casual, "What is your name, woman?"
The woman's expression darkened. Her elegant gaze turned venomous, blazing with the ferocity of a tiger poised to strike.
"How dare you?" she hissed.
Ray chuckled. "What? Too proud to speak your name?"
His grin widened, a dangerous glint in his mismatched eyes, and he raised his fingers with a snap.
