"It seems I have some leftovers from yesterday's meal. Would you like to have some?" the merchant said. "You can get other things from my goods but you will have to trade. I have some beef jerky, bottles of water, healing potions… You can get anything you like as long as you trade for something of higher or similar value."
Soprana squatted on the ground hugging her knees. Her eyes moved to Stephan's frame and she started crying in a pitiful way. Who would have thought that the witch was a stinky useless creature without her powers? She was even trying to get his sympathy, not only Stephan's but also the merchant's.
