Black Market

"Hey, how much longer do we have to walk? Is this really the way?"

Ignysyl asked Ian while yawning in boredom. It had been a while since they entered this narrow, sloping corridor after passing through that door. But there was still no sign of the market Ian had spoken of.

"It has just been a few minutes. Why are you already impatient?"

Ian replied while walking through the narrow corridor that stretched endlessly into the darkness. Unlike Ignysyl, he wasn't in a hurry.

"Still, don't you think we've already left the city?"

Ignysyl asked while gauging the distance they had walked.

"Maybe. It is a black market, after all. They might not be allowed to host it inside the city. Who knows?"

He had just responded when suddenly, he saw a flickering light in the distance ahead.

"Well, it seems we've arrived."

Ian smiled and quickly made his way forward.