The directions Leon had given them were complex, involving many turns and changes of direction, yet Kaira couldn’t shake the feeling they hadn’t actually travelled that far. Not that she thought they’d been sent on a longer route than necessary, just that the nature of the place meant they had to walk a long way to not get very far.
When they reached Marak’s shop she was relieved, and a little surprised, that it looked less dingy than the others in the area, and that the equipment on display looked to be in far better shape.
Tarkus led them in. The man waiting behind the counter was younger than in the last shop, and a lot more like her idea of someone who’d strap themselves to the underside of a glider.
“Hello folks,” said the man. “Are you here to buy some jewellery?”
“What?” blur
