Lucas pondered for a moment before finally deciding to call John again.
*"Lucas, is everything okay?" John's voice emanated from the hologram in front of Lucas.*
"Uncle John, I'm fine now. The mark is under control. Sorry for worrying you."
*"No worries, as long as you're okay, that's all that matters."*
"Uncle John, how are the weapons faring in the territory? Is anyone still using any uncommon ones?"
*"Yes, most of us are using Uncommon-grade weapons; only a few have rare ones. Why, what's up?"*
"I just completed some dungeon levels and have some good options to choose from, but I can only bring one. The choices are for you, Sarah, Bill, and Jerry. Who has the worst weapon?" Lucas asked in a way that might confuse most people, yet for some reason, he trusted John to understand.
*"So, you're looking for a fire-type weapon, something related to shadows, a ranged weapon, and a brute weapon. Give me a minute, Lucas."*
