The Klento Municipal Market was huge and was not in the open air, but in a large building. It was a brick building with weathered walls, but still imposing. Majestic arches stretched along its many entrances, inviting visitors to enter.
Victor passed under one of these arches to enter. And if the city outside seemed bustling, the sounds inside the market were even more intense.
Vendors hawked their wares in loud, inviting voices, and the constant movement of people created chaotic queues.
Most of the shops had wooden crates displaying everything from exotic fish to weapons, and the other many shops were crammed with local handicrafts.
Victor began his search, meandering between the shops, his eyes searching for something that might suit Luísa.
