In front of her, on the system screen, blinked at least a hundred, maybe even more, items, all tagged Ice Orc gear. Every single one suitable for players level 40 and above, and every single one of them boasting decent stat boosts.
"We need to buy this! All of it!" Sylvara shot to her feet, eyes bright with determination. If they could get their hands on this gear, their mission further north would be that much easier. It would boost their entire team's strength by a few levels. This was invaluable to their guild!
However, Nevin let out a sigh and shook his head. "I'm not talking about that."
"Hmm?" Sylvara turned, puzzled. "Then what are you talking about?"
"Take a look at who's selling all that gear," Nevin said quietly.
Sylvara's eyes darted back to the screen, and only then did she notice the seller's name and her heart nearly stopped. "Zero?" she whispered, staring at the name before whipping her gaze back to Nevin. "Isn't that… Mark?"
