The hot, blazing sun had returned as it cast its blinding sunlight back on the world.
Almost all life forms had temporarily gone into hiding to escape its blazing wrath.
And Raze was also no exception.
He was currently hiding under another large, curved bone, enjoying its comforting and cold shade.
The mysterious tower merchant was already long gone by now.
He had disappeared, almost like he was never even there after Raze had made his purchases.
In his parting words, he told Raze to promote his shop.
"Towers galleriuam and mystique emporium" Raze muttered, still remembering the name as clearly as ever.
Truth be told, while he had agreed to promote his shop in front of him, he had no intentions of doing it.
That's right, Raze planned to gatekeep this store.
After all, how could he fully utilise it if everyone knew about it?
