Dimensional Descent

It should have been impossible for a two story shop to be so imposing. Yet, that was exactly what it felt like.

Its outer surface was formed of what looked like shards of glass. A deep, black light shimmered throughout it all, giving it an almost sinister outlook that had a sort of demonic beauty to it.

Up above, its emblem slowly turned, radiating out with black silver lights. The graveyard of spears contrasted by the flying, bow wielding, little mink should have been jarring. But, somehow, it felt just right.

The shop had no windows. It didn't even seem to have a single door either. It made one wonder if this was just here for looks or if others would actually be able to use it.

At that moment, lights coalesced near the second floor, soon forming a line of curved words.

BLACKSTAR.

Unable to withhold their curiosity, many approached the building. It was no surprise that quite a few had been observing this location ever since the battle that occurred two days ago ended. Some came with neutral intentions, some just wanted to watch the world burn, while others came to see if there was anything they could take advantage of.

However, right when the first person approached, a somewhat disjointed voice began to speak.

The youths that had come forward out of curiosity blinked in shock. They had never seen such a thing before. Out of curiosity, some chose the first floor option, only to find that a strong spatial force suddenly latched onto them.

Panicking, many who felt such a thing immediately resisted, causing the teleportation to fail. Their hearts almost beat out of their chest, perspiration falling from their brows.

Spatial abilities were very rare. Even those who had such abilities in Valiant Heart usually had them in small doses, making their strengths somewhat neutered. But, that didn't change the fact that being forcibly teleported was maybe one of the most hair-raising experiences one could ever suffer through.

down, though, they seemed to have

had been very small. In fact, now that they thought about it, it didn't take much effort at all to snap. That likely meant that whatever forced teleportation there was, it wasn't out of malicious intent. And, now that they had thought this far, they realized that this force

"So it's like that…"

began to

blurred for just a moment before they suddenly found themselves in what felt like

room with soft, dim light. The first floor was separated into a few corners. One seemed to sell armor, a few sold weapons of various kinds, separating them into types, and the last seemed

and the ceiling all made it feel like they were

Those are Tier 5

that,

center there, aren't those

white belts, they wouldn't even normally be in the freshmen quarters if not for all the commotion Leonel had caused. But, seeing such weapons, weapons they would usually have to scratch and claw

up with fervor and greed. They rushed toward the counters, scanning through the

weapons at and below the Tier 4 level?!

their greed induced states. But, when they looked around, they found that there were really no workers in sight. Not to

eyes of many lit

forced teleportation had been on the outside, their sneers returned even deeper than before. They couldn't even fathom

the lofty Tier 7 treasures

out of

trying

then, bastard! See if I don't

could even truly become

a strong spatial Force envelop them, they all snorted. They all erupted with their own Force

though their Force had fallen into an endlessly vast ocean. Before they could