Bab 95: 95 – After the Blinding Light

The dazzling light slowly disappeared. I saw the same room but with different armor, weapons, and wooden counter.

And I couldn't see Emily nor the guiding shapeshifter.

"What?" I muttered. "What really happened?"

"Can I help you?" Instead of Zhoal, a man in his forties came out from inside. He limped and used a walking stick. "Sorry, but I can't accept custom orders with my condition. You can only buy what is already on display here."

I was silent, observing that man with a relatively thick beard and black hair.

"He's not a shapeshifter," Ayre whispered as if she could read my mind. "And strangely enough, I don't feel that discomfort anymore."

"Sir?" The man asked again.

"Oh, excuse us," I replied, unable to fully understand what had happened. "We'll take our leave."

I signaled Ayre to leave the place. A hypothesis had popped into my head, but I didn't believe it.