"Speaking of the event…" Lian paused for a second, looking around thoughtfully. "Should we not look for a third member?"
"Damn, you are right! We need to hurry—" Rick replied, slightly panicked. He did not want to lose the challenge, otherwise the one who would pay a steep price would be Lian.
Crafting three custom artifacts for Marcus and his two lackeys.
The mere thought disgusted Rick.
"Do not worry, leave this task to me! I will find a kindred spirit who can help us in our mission!"
Lian could not help but smile. "Sure, I trust you. You have a special eye for these things, right?" he said with irony.
Meanwhile, the two arrived at the last store.
Potions and Pills Store.
A simple name.
Potions were almost a common good that everyone carried. In fact, in the upcoming event, the use of potions was limited to three.
Three potions for ten hours of combat. Fair enough…
