As they reached their dorm, the sky above had turned a deep, foreboding gray, signaling the arrival of a heavy storm. Heavy clouds hung low, filling the air with the thick, electric scent of an approaching storm, the first distant rumble of thunder echoed, hinting at the downpour to come.
Inside, William and his friends unpacked the snacks and supplies they'd picked up from the market, arranging them on the small table in the center of the room.
William summoned the box from the system's inventory, and it materialized in his hands with a faint shimmer. Carefully, he opened it and withdrew two vials of the soul potion, holding them up with a grin.
"So, I'll be generous and sell these to you both for $2,900 each. Good deal, right?"
Gavin rolled his eyes but pulled out his phone to transfer the funds. "Right, so generous," he muttered, though he couldn't hide the smirk on his face as he transferred the money.
