Chapter 382 – Profanity
Raven and Anesthesia were let inside fairly easily. It was to be expected. Anyone who managed to obtain a Pass Card for the Black Market couldn't be barred from entering.
It was one of the Black Market's rules, one everyone respected without complaint.
But there was a clear difference between being allowed in, and being given enough privacy to do whatever they pleased.
"What do you think?" Raven said, casual, weaving through the throng of people around them.
Nearly everyone here wore a mask. And those who didn't were either the biggest fools alive, or had taken potions or artifacts to alter their faces entirely.
There was no sky in the Black Market; just a ceiling above, dark and studded with gemstones, bathing the entire space in a reddish glow.
Stalls lined both sides of the street, vendors shouting themselves hoarse trying to sell whatever they had.
