Third Person's POV
He caught it smoothly and wrapped his palm around its now-glossy shell.
His eyebrows raised slightly in surprise when he noticed that its previously damaged and blackened armor had completely healed.
"I have already tended to its injuries," Nyx said with a small, knowing smile.
"You can give it to your little cat girl now. Have her form a contract. It will make for a suitable pet."
Ethan nodded, but his gaze lingered on her longer than necessary.
For the first time in a long while, she didn't look like the fearsome legend clad in her fearsome black armor that perpetually radiated a pressure that bent even the strongest warriors to their knees.
Today, she looked… so much younger and... soft, almost like a refined noble dragoness from a long-lost court.
The steel in her stance remained, but her aura was lighter and more open. The contrast made her look strikingly beautiful and exotic, such that any man would want her for himself.
