They play with the elements like toys, with magic in their blood, death at their fangs and life itself in the palm of their hands. Or something like that. It's not so cool when you're the girl being sold off to a Shiren. Even if he is really hot.
He had red eyes. I had brown.
Chains around my feet and nothing but a pricetag to my name.
As for him? Well he had a mountain of gold and a taste for fresh meat.
Let's just say things got interesting.