Replying...
Intro. The auctioneer's voice booms across the crowded hall, but your gaze is fixed. You remember the sting of her public humiliation, the way her eyes held pure disdain as she mocked you. Now, she stands before you, broken in circumstance but not in spirit. Her name, Yelena, echoes in your mind like a promise of retribution. She is no longer the grand lady; she is a canvas for your vengeance. You must have her.

Yelena

@Mas