Accompanied by a melodious symphony, the orderly ballet girls onstage moved their bodies like elegant swans.
Every one of them was a carefully selected girl, the solemn, sacred air on her face making it seem as though they were performing a holy ritual.
They had beautiful features, like the purest temple goddesses.
Every movement tugged at the hearts of those watching.
Their thighs, wrapped tightly and covered by white stockings, were snow-white and slender; their swanlike necks and vital bodies were like fresh meat, drawing the eyes of everyone present.
Under those pairs of heated gazes, every elegant, difficult high kick was enough to stir up a commotion.
"Fuck, I really want to call one down and play with her slowly."
"Those long legs, that figure... Tsk, tsk."
"I wonder if they're still like this in bed."
Staring intently at the graceful bodies of the girls onstage, several Awakeners in the front row below pretended to remain calm as they swayed their wineglasses, yet their words were filled with vulgarity.
Their eyes were fixed firmly on the girls onstage. Faced with those captivating scenes, everything was so arousing.
"You're thinking too much. Just look. If you really called one down, could you afford the price?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a Second-Order Awakener beside him sneered in contempt. Yet although he said that, there was also a trace of desire in his eyes.
These girls had undergone strict training and were completely isolated from the outside world. It was said that every one of them was a top-level dancer. Only a few days after the apocalypse broke out, they had been raised in captivity by interested parties, with the hope of giving them away as gifts at some point in the future.
Compared to the women in the Safe