Mallory stared at the trader, mouth open. She tried to speak, but she couldn’t make a sound.
“Do you have the same value in essence crystals?” Brodie asked. “We can take an equal trade. At the lowest price, we’d be likely to get for them. And in whichever size sells the best.”
“We’d need a few hours to send the miners down there to get more,” the trader said. “But I’ve been told you’re not leaving until late tonight anyway.”
Mallory nodded, still trying to comprehend the amount of money the spider eyes were worth. “How much are demonic spider fangs worth?”
“Do you have fangs too?” the trader asked.
“We’re not interested in selling them,” Brodie said. “We don’t want all our trade items to be the same type.”
The trader nodded. “Smart. That’s a good plan.” He turned to Mallory. “A smal
