Knowing his duty with this group was complete and every one of them had been thoroughly filled, Luca clapped his hands once and glanced toward the door with a satisfied smirk.
"It's done, Nyx...You can come in now."
The door immediately swung open.
Nyx strode inside with two other elves following closely behind, as if they had been waiting on standby the entire time.
The four women on the bed blinked in surprise.
Tessa weakly lifted her head. "Nyx, what are you—"
Before she could finish, Nyx walked straight over, bent down low, and carefully examined the glowing tattoo just above Tessa's mound. She even ran her fingers across it with clinical interest.
"Hmm...the tattoo formed perfectly."
Nyx said in a cool, analytical tone.
"The color gradient is excellent, and every section is fully filled. No inconsistencies."
One of the assisting elves beside her quickly scribbled notes on a clipboard as though this were a formal medical procedure.
