The Marquis's shout was cut off, and the faint sound of shattering glass filled my ears.
It was as if the room itself was breaking apart around me, reshaping the scenery into something new, while I could still feel the heavy hand resting on my shoulder.
That was when I realized what was happening... I was being transported.
Yeah, it seemed this Envoy had done as he pleased and taken me with him... maybe I should start crying.
Damn it, wasn't someone supposed to come to the auction like the Marquis said, then invite me or recruit me, whatever, so I could learn what I could from them before blowing everything over their heads and turning it all into ashes scattered by the wind... that would've been nice.
But here I was, being taken somewhere by a man who called himself the Envoy, someone ridiculously strong compared to me.
I gritted my teeth as a new scene began to form before my eyes.
I'd be lying if I said I wasn't scared right now... no, I was genuinely scared this time.
