"It's… that valuable…" Keela didn't know what to say. She thought that all those items were priceless and had assumed that Ponlinne's staff may only be slightly better. The truth left her speechless.
"Let me explain." Jack retrieved the staff. With the red glow gone, it looked like it was a simple wooden staff made from an ancient tree. "This is Ponlinne's staff. It's a lv. 85 cleric staff and it is a mythic-tier weapon."
The tomb instantly was filled with the sound of heavy panting. Revealing Ponlinne's staff as a lv. 85 weapon and that it was mythic-tier was too much. It wasn't a straw that broke the camel's back, it was an anvil.
"Lv… 85… mythic…" Those words were echoing in their skulls.
