Chapter 387 - Bidding war (1/2)
When Rachel was slowly brought onto the stage, the fear could be seen and felt in her footsteps. Her weak legs barely lifted the small heavy chains as she placed them in front of one another. As she took on a step forward out from the back curtain and started to walk forward onto the stage, her legs were wobbling like crazy, and it looked like she would fumble at any second.
”Come on. You're the superstar of the show.” The auctioneer said a smile that sent chills down her spine. She carried on walking forward, remembering the pain they had inflicted on her from behind the scenes. They were conscientious about making any visible marking shown on her body, but that didn't matter for Ray.
He could tell she was injured from the way her aura moved; with the werewolves, the aura would travel and move to a specific place to heal the wounds. Rachel didn't realize it right now, but because her mind was unstable, her body could not do what it would have usually done and healed the markings and pain away.
'She's only six years old. How could they!' Steven mumbled to himself as he stepped forward, clenching his fist.
Steve didn't know what was happening, but he was so angry, his body was moving by its own accord, he was going to rescue her now. He had thought that perhaps if Jack was here, he might have been hot-headed and reckless; it turns out Steve was exactly the same, but as he moved forward, a hand was put out to stop him from moving forward anymore.
”Just stay there. I know how you're feeling.” Ray said
”How could you possibly know what I'm feeling,” Steven replied.
Ray didn't say anything and instead had his eyes glued to Rachel up on stage. That's when Steven noticed Ray's other hand, it was resting on the armrest, and in the end, his hand was firmly gripped around it. It was shaking. When Ray lifted his hand, a piece of the armchair was no longer there and dust fell to the floor from his closed fist.
'Did he just crush that armchair with his bare hands?' Steven thought. Ray currently had no gear on as it wasn't allowed in the auction house. But he had everything in his spacial void ready to bring out whenever needed. This was why it had become a bigger shock to Steven. If he had an enhanced equipment or beast gear on, he could understand, but what he had just done was not the power of a human.
When looking at Ray, Steven didn't know whether to have a good feeling or a bad feeling. It reminded him very much of the current Werewolf leader. A group that he had left behind due to not agreeing entirely with their beliefs.
Rachel was asked to give the crowd a little twirl; when she looked down at all those hungry eyes, fear struck her once again. She started to sob uncontrollably and proceeded to twirl around, showing her tail.
”Well, what are you waiting for.” The auctioneer said, looking at the guards. ”Do your usual thing; we have to see her transform.”
One of the guards prepared the electrical spear while the other looked at the auctioneer, ”But she's only a little girl, isn't her tail proof enough.”