Nyssa's refined smile didn't falter when Sylas didn't reply. In fact, this was the sort of response she expected.
Despite the fact he was naked, she only seemed to have eyes for his own, staring into the depths of his soul as though on a mission to find out exactly what made him tick.
"Your reaction is about what I would expect of a man of your caliber. You like to analyze, and you're not nearly as wild as you seem on the outside. If I'm correct, you're probably a man of education on your world, but the Summoning unleashed quite a wild side of you—maybe a side you've always had but learned to suppress to fit in with the cards you were dealt.
"Your tale isn't a unique one. Men like you tend to either die in a supernova of their own glory, or stamp their own legacy onto the world. Today, you very nearly became the former. I stuck my neck out to save you."
Her words were very straightforward. Since she had already chosen to be herself around Sylas, there was really no need to tiptoe around things.
Someone with Sylas' personality and intelligence wouldn't easily fall for cheap tricks, so she hadn't used any of them.
She could have easily filled this room with the scent of aphrodisiac, she could have tried to shackle his soul while his Will couldn't resist, she could have even used several means to test him here and find where his world was.
But she had done none of that.
She only healed him and allowed him to rest, doing nothing else. Then, when he awoke, she came here to make her pitch.
It was a simple strategy.
But it was also the most effective one for a man like Sylas.
It was said that the best sort of scheme was an open one, one where one's enemies knew it was coming and yet had no choice but to jump head first into the depths of your plans.
In this case, Nyssa wouldn't even call it a scheme. She was simply trying to complete a transaction with an investment she thought was worth it.
Nothing more.
Nothing less.
"What do you want from me?" Sylas asked just as straightforwardly.
Nyssa's smile bloomed all the more.
"You aren't familiar with the ways of the Skai Galaxy or our Ninth District. If you did, you probably wouldn't be asking such a question. My Florineth Race's women have a tendency to treat our men quite well, I will say."
Sylas pushed himself up, sitting on the edge of the bed and looking Nyssa directly in the eyes.
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[Nyssa Valeria (FF+)]
[Level: 38]
[Physical: ???]
[Mental: ???]
[Will: ???]
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Feeling Sylas' brazen scan, Nyssa didn't react much, only continuing to smile.
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