Wheeling Gull Isle shāzhōu de kāifàng

a game? what sort of place was this? the bone-colored thing was suspicious, but unwavering in any skill he might apply to gaining the attention of a pretty woman. "ying. like the note of a song," asmodeus smirked. 

ying set the game, and the serpent cocked his head. "a hard bargain," came his voice, darkening with pleasure at the challenge. "what are we hunting?"