Bab 816: Obstacles

One hour later.

The dark void that had been filled with treasure dissipated, leaving the shabby shop that Riba chose to make the centre of his business. The Plasma Coins and the unique artefacts that had been drowning everything vanished too, presumably sent back to where they had been before being exposed.

Thud.

The short body of Riba fell to the carpeted floor.

The Diviner convulsed violently with voluminous stains of dark blood covering his face, making it impossible to tell what terrible expression he had on. The only thing that could be seen from his visage – after squinting for focus – were his wide open, bloodshot eyes that had a semi-lifeless look to them, with tears, pus and other fluids unknown to common men leaking from them also.

Riba's mind was in disarray. He could hardly think.