"Lorelei." An angry voice rang out from the Asgard private room again, but this time it was not Thrór. It was Sif, the most rational of the three.
She drew her Longsword and pointed it at Lorelei on the auction stage. "You're actually here."
"It's been hundreds of years, Sif. Your way of greeting people is truly unusual." Lorelei smiled, not forgetting to cast Aaron in the private room a teasing look.
The master's avatar had been found so easily.
Aaron: I've become an avatar?
Thoughtform: Cut me some slack. I need to maintain some dignity in front of my subordinates!
"Enough nonsense. I've captured all the other prisoners. You're the only one left."
"A prisoner?" Thrór froze for a moment and asked in surprise, "She's an Asgard prisoner?"
"When the Dark Elves invaded last time, they released every prisoner from the dungeons. Lorelei was the most dangerous among them."
Volstagg blinked. "I didn't sense much energy from her!"
"She is the Enchantress. Divine power is ineffective against women, but men find it very difficult to resist her commands."
"Hiss! That is rather terrifying."
"You want to capture me?" Lorelei gave a wicked smile and said provocatively, "I am now Slytherin's maid. You may not be able to take me away."
Sif paused, but her attitude quickly hardened again. "All I know is that you are an Asgard criminal. The dungeon is your final destination."
Just as she was about to leap out of the private room, Aaron swiftly grabbed her. "Calm down, calm down!"
Asgard's support was rather important to the auction he was holding, so he had to persuade Sif no matter what. At the very least, he could not let her start fighting Lorelei.
"Let go of me."
"Don't forget Odin's orders. Don't do anything unnecessary." Aaron