The party was so loud that even the walls of Luxoria Castle seemed to shake.
Bright lights danced over the crowd, reflecting off the gleaming silver of the Vornis on display.
Music boomed from speakers high above, making the ground pulse with each beat.
People lined up at the merchandise tables, credits in hand, eager to buy the new Vornis.
Shopkeepers worked fast, their hands flying as they scanned and packed boxes.
Every few seconds, another Vornis left the table, carried away by a smiling customer.
L-Shark leaned against the side of one table, his saw-blade arms crossed over his chest.
He watched the chaos with a wide grin.
"They're like a pack of starving beasts," he said, his voice deep and amused.
"Can't get enough."
L-Snake slithered across the floor, his silver scales gleaming under the lights.
His eyes flicked from person to person as he moved.
"They'll spend everything they have," he hissed, his tone cold.
"That's what Luxoria does best."
