As Aizel approached the man, he cleared his throat to get his attention. The man turned around with a wide grin on his face upon seeing Aizel.
"Good afternoon, I would like to buy a dagger,"
"Excellent, our shop has all the way from common to epic grade daggers with us.
"Which grade would you like to see, sir?"
Aizel took a moment to carefully consider his words before responding to the man's grin.
After a pause, he spoke firmly, "I'm looking for a rare grade."
"Excellent choice, sir! Wait a minute; let me bring you upstairs where rare-grade weapons are."
Aizel nodded quickly and followed the man upstairs, scanning the shelves for the rare-grade dagger he was looking for.
The second floor was crammed with weapons ranging from swords to axes, but Aizel remained focused on his goal, his eyes carefully scanning each item.
After some time, the man came to a halt in front of a shelf and pulled out a small wooden box.
