"Supreme One," the slaver bowed, his voice shaking. "I have eighty of these anomalies secured within. Please, command your selection."
He channeled dark Qi into a heavy iron lever. The thick obsidian grating covering the pit slowly retracted with a grinding screech.
Rows of dull, green glow-stones illuminated the pit. Floating sluggishly within the confined space were dozens of the Abyssal Void-Sacs. The sudden influx of light agitated them, causing the pulsating, fleshy orbs to drift erratically, bumping into one another like morbid, semi-transparent balloons.
Sunny stood at the edge of the pit. He kept his expression frozen in a mask of apathetic cruelty, but his glowing crimson eyes rapidly scanned the floating entities.
Through his vision, the Supreme Merge System was projecting dozens of blue data frames simultaneously. He explicitly ignored the Normal-grade entities, his gaze seeking out anything with elevated stats or unusual mutations.
