They all walked through Brak's store as he waved around his thin wand. Items floated, following them as they moved through the cluttered space.
Every step they made needed to be calculated, careful not to break something or just trip.
Weapons were scattered around as if they were safe, some sword tips poking in the short path made between the display stands.
Alexander shook his head behind Brak while sighing.
He glanced back, Fae was still following him.
She struggled to walk on her own—slow, unsure—but still there.
He extended his hand. She looked at it, puzzled—until he gently gestured again.
She grabbed it. Alexander then turned around once more to follow the store owner through his own mess.
More and more items floated around, Alexander unsure what most of them did.
"What are all these?" asked Alexander.
"Bottomless bags, even if some of them take the shape of a basket the idea is the same."
