The bracelet inside the glass box was as tattered and weathered as it was described in the novel. With rusting links and faded colours along the chains, Irene's eyes found the summoner's stone encompassed by the worn metal, was still intact and pure. This plain jewel - with a colourless sheen was exactly what she was looking for.
"Excuse me, Owner? If possible, I'd like to buy this." Irene smiled, catching the man and River's attention. It was then that the black-haired mage noticed that the faint magic he was sensing earlier was radiating off the bracelet Irene was looking at, but he pursed his lips in silence.
The old man approached, and gently lifted the glass case off of the bracelet. "You want this? That's unexpected..." The man said, taking the bracelet into his hands. "It doesn't
