On stage, the auctioneer rubbed his gloved hands. His eyes blazed like two golden torches when he raised a fist that instantly silenced the nobles.
"I know you're eager to bid, but I also know many of you are wondering where the enchantments are hidden." A playful smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he lifted and unfolded the cloak from the glass display. "The answer is as surprising as it is imaginative. They're hidden between the folds of the fabric, making this artifact a nightmare to reproduce—but also a unique piece that will belong only to this auction's winner."
The nobles stirred, eyes wide, whispering among themselves. Even the heads of millennia-old families had never heard of hidden enchantments, which drove the coat's value as a magical enigma through the roof. The enchanters' faces turned severe in the crowd, their fists tightening, the same idea blaring in their minds like a magical alarm: they had to figure out this innovative technology.
