Samar walked to the Violet Robes with decisive steps, making the heartbeat of Winter Hazel thud faster.
This was an equipment most suitable for Elementalists. She did not want Samar to pick an item that might belong to her if it landed in the hands of Severed Flower Guild.
Samar picked up the robes and Winter Hazel clenched her fists and bit her lips from anxiety and frustration. However, when he simply threw it to the side, her feelings were in a mess.
Relief washed over her when he did not choose the Violet Robes but Gold Peony narrowed her eyes seeing his unusual choice.
"Are you sure that is the item you want Samar?" Gold Peony asked, confirming his choice, hiding the distress in her voice.
Samar looked at the fist-sized translucent quartz sphere that only had three bumps and two holes at a particular spot. It was a mysterious object but he had a pretty good inkling of what its use might be.
