As Azure approaches, he casts a quick glance at the guards stationed by the doors. Their ornate armor gleams faintly, and their tridents glint with a sharp, silvery edge.
To his relief, the guards don't even glance his way as he swims past.
Once inside, the first floor opens up before him in a dazzling display of organized chaos. The space is vast, with ceilings carved from shimmering coral that seems to shift colors with the movement of the water. Rows of stalls and booths stretch out in every direction. The hum of activity fills the space as merchants haggle, buyers examine goods, and aquatic creatures dart around carrying messages or supplies.
"Host," Nexus says, "this floor appears to be a market for general goods. Notice the diversity of items being traded."
