Eyes wary as his foot trudged through the bazaaar, the harsh sounds of people haggling filled the air from every stall he passed. It was like everyone was angry, aggressive, and eager to showcase their bargaining power.
Under the stretched out tents, side by side with the store owners, housewives and mothers mercilessly haggled their way into good deals. Occasionally, there one or two naive youths would appear- and it was painfully clear that the merchants were leading astray- like lambs to the slaughter.
Focusing solely on his own affairs, the first thing Nexus did was to buy a ridiculously over prized horse- to look the part.
Thanks to hours of watching Monica, he mounted the black stallion with the saddle which the horse merchant had thrown in a saddle for free, and he carefully trotted out of the shabby stalls- maneuvering his way towards the more luxurious shop complexes that were all built in the style of modern plazas.
