"This way please." With the shopkeeper leading the way, Kaden reluctantly stepped into the ramshackle stall.
The interior was dimly lit and the air was heavy with the scent of old books and musty parchment. Shelves lined the walls, filled with worn-out tomes, scrolls, and various arcane artifacts.
As Kaden's eyes adjusted to the dim light, he noticed a small, cluttered desk at the center of the stall. Papers were scattered haphazardly, and a flickering candle provided the only source of illumination.
In this mess, the shopkeeper took out a small pouch from his pocket and started unloading several crystal orbs one by one, laying them roughly on top of the scattered papers.
Do you have to be so brash? Kaden gave him a look but the guy scoffed in response. "These are not ordinary crystals. They won't break that easily no matter how many times I drop them down." He even gave an explanation.
