"Two hundred Eden?" I repeated, utterly dumbfounded.
"Two hundred, yes. And that's with a discount since you're, well, a Human and a tourist. You should be grateful," the man behind the stand sneered, barely concealing his disdain. He had a collection of trinkets and jewelry on display—if you could even call them that—but the price he quoted was outrageously inflated.
I silently cursed myself for not keeping my face covered. I had hoped to buy some pendants or souvenirs for Layla, Miranda, and the others, and this stand had caught my eye with its decent-looking items. But there was no way they were worth that much!
"Will you give me a discount if I beat you up?" I asked as I fixed him with a glare. Using violence seemed a good choice.
