"The soul isn't that easy to temper," the owner said as He handed a box with both items over to Hex.
"I know." Hex replied and took the box, feeling its weight. He didn't flinch under the piercing gaze of the owner but he did look at the box in surprise. 'This is some special wood, it seems. It hides the traces of the energy almost perfectly. I can sense the dense energies inside but that is because my senses are enhanced.'
"If you want you can use this space to proceed with the process. No one will disturb you and I will be close to assist if things go awry."
Hex was about to leave when the owner made his offer. He hesitated.
On one hand, he would rather not risk it. Who knew what would happen during the process. If his secrets were laid bare before this person, he might never return.
On the other hand, it was risky. Who knew what would happen during the process – his soul might end up being destroyed.
