"This..?!" Robin's eyes flared wide, golden irises gleaming like molten suns as disbelief carved itself across his face.
His first assumption—that the rings would be filled with weapons, pearls, talismans, and other survival trinkets fit for those venturing into the perilous Valley of Specters—had been accurate… but only half so. What he saw now far surpassed his imagination.
"Forgive me…" the planet spirit's voice carried an embarrassed lilt, almost sheepish. "It took me an unthinkably long time to learn how to place objects inside these spatial rings, but I never mastered the art of removing the ones already inside. You can disregard all the incidental items. They're just clutter."
Disregard them?! Robin roared inwardly, his thoughts like thunder. There are four hundred thousand pearls and even a planetary-grade weapon among them!!
