"When I said within reasonable limits... I meant, you know, maybe under 50 million or something?" Neraxis said with a sigh before staring at the bow she picked out. "Are you sure you want this?"
It looked shabby—probably the shabbiest in the entire weapon shop.
The bow matched her green hair in a way, but that was about it.
"I'm sure," Eris replied with a hum. "Believe it or not, this one is the best out of them all."
"You have a good eye, girl," the buff cashier said with a chuckle. "It's one of the few items in the shop that hasn't been crafted by me. The bow is good, as you said, and since it's not mine, I don't dare to price it in the hundred-million range."
"Good thing, old man." Eris beamed with a smile. "I'll have it then."
"Very well." The buff cashier nodded before shooting a quick glance at Neraxis and then back to Eris. "You see, this bow comes with a quiver, and I have it ready here."
