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.

calming down, though, they seemed to have finally come

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

"So it's like that…"

to

resist. Their sight blurred for just a moment before they suddenly found themselves in what felt

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

feel like they were hovering in the depths of space. It was an

Those are Tier

that, those are

at the center there, aren't those Tier

felt like fainting. Many of them were just 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 to even catch the sight of being displayed

They rushed toward the

a discount on weapons at

were really no workers in sight. Not to mention the fact there wasn't a single blue

the greed in the eyes of many lit up

had been on the outside, their sneers returned even deeper than before. They

the lofty Tier 7 treasures

out of my

you trying to

on then, bastard! See if I

they could even truly become rowdy, they all

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

an endlessly vast ocean. Before they could even realize what had happened, they had