However, all my dreams were shattered. I searched the entire class auction market for almost one full hour without finding anything even remotely suitable for Karoline's specific needs.
The system was either holding back the high-tier reality-warping gear, or no one in the current cycle had been lucky enough to find and list such a specific artefact yet.
As I reached this dead end, I realised I had two choices: I could either wait and hope that my item would drop like a miracle from the sky, or I could get it from another route—a route that was far more dangerous but much more direct.
I opened my channel interface, the translucent screen flickering blue before my eyes. I adjusted the settings again, overriding the filters to make sure I received every single notification from the gods watching my stream.
"Hey gods, I need your help here," I said, raising my head to the dark sky. My voice echoed in the empty front yard of Fort Hamilton.
