When hawking their wares, the shadowy figures either sat or stood, leaning against tombstones. The mounds of earth before them served as natural stalls, dividing the area into different sections...
'How should I describe this trading spot?'
'It makes one feel surprisingly at ease—like hell it does!'
Another thing that Wei'en found strange was the shadowy figures themselves.
The one hawking a flintlock was identifiable as a Mechanical Transformer with only an upper body. A large "3" in the Gonzalez language was inscribed on his forehead.
As for the one selling the Developing Potion, it was an extremely blurry figure whose silhouette could only be vaguely discerned.
'Yep, a fish with legs.'
He also had a number on his forehead—5.
As for the one collecting the bodies of Holy Professionals... the Wizard from the Blood Spirit School, he was nothing but a dark shadow, presumably clad in a long robe.
The number on his forehead was 18.
