Enjin'

Enjin sauntered through the Abyss, the echo of his boots against the gravelly and dirt ground. As he rounded a corner, his attention snagged on the sight of a peculiar auction taking place on a makeshift stage. There, chained and vulnerable, was a sky-person—someone who had fallen from Heaven. Enjin's curiosity piqued as he observed the scene unfolding before him.

The auctioneer's voice droned on, describing the sky-person's features with a salesman's flair, while the audience of nefarious buyers listened intently, their eyes gleaming with sinister intentions. Enjin's lips curled into a sly smirk as he leaned against a nearby pillar, his gaze flickering with amusement.

"Well, well, what do we have here?" Enjin murmured to himself, his voice laced with mischief. "Looks like someone's caught themselves a live sky-person."