After quickly eyeing down the hustling city, a dissatisfied look would appear on what was visible on Adversatio's face and his gaze would rest upon man
He would lower the mask hiding his mouth and respond in a sarcastic tone "Who doesn't like money?"
To which the man replied with "Well, I suppose so"
The words would barely leave his mouth before Adversatio assertively says, "And time is money" "Now excuse me but, I need new weapons." His hair would wave in the freezing ocean breeze
The man would be appear shocked at how rudely his greeting was met but did not say anything else.
Adversatio pulled back up his mask, turned, and started slinking into the bazaar
As he walked, a ray of light would pass down onto him causing his dagger to gleam
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