Dance Party Invitation.

"Hi, Kiran! How are you?" The familiar face greeted Kiran.

Kiran heard Zetta Mui's voice so soft and melodic. It felt like the witch whispered directly to her ears. To Kiran, Zetta Mui's voice sounded like a harp strumming. Sonorous but soft. Rhythmic, calming, and beautiful.

"I'm fine, Miss Mui. Er, I actually didn't expect you to come and watch my fight in the arena," Kiran's voice sounded nervous. I don't know why. The thumping sound in his chest always rings whenever he talks to the beautiful witch.

Zetta Mui developed a smile. It resembles a rose that blooms in the morning and exudes a distinctive fragrance.

Kiran's face turned bright red.

In reality, it wasn't just Kiran who was fascinated then. The whole room fell silent. Their focus was directed at Zetta Mui, still standing at the room's door. Inexplicably, a fragrant and sweet fragrance was spreading out of the girl. Zetta Mui uses a special fragrance.

Kiran tried to look unfazed. He tried to dampen his heartbeat.

Zetta Mui t
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