Seraphyra's gaze lingered on him longer than necessary.
"And yet… you still find time for certain activities."
West smirked faintly; "Important activities..."
Seraphyra slithered around him with an exaggerated expression on her face; "That makes us unimportant... master I'm hurt," she whimpered while putting a hand on her chest.
West rolled his eyes before chuckling. "Quite dramatic, aren't you?"
He proceeded to grab her face and stroked it softly; "None of you are unimportant. Patience Seraphyra, your time will come soon."
Seraphyra's eyes bloomed in satisfaction as she proceeded to wrap herself around West and hugging his head tightly. "Yes master..."
Afterwards, she went back to work excitedly.
Meanwhile, Aurethia stood silently on the rooftop, over thirty floors above the ground.
Wind brushed against her silver armor as her golden saber rested lightly in her hand. Her posture was straight and unwavering while her gaze scanned the city below.
