Back to the present.
Damon turned his attention back to the auction as the item he came for finally came on stage.
On a platter on the stage, were two metal wrist bands adorned with purple inscriptions. They would have screamed treasure, if not for the concurrent cracks all over their body, and the dimming inscription that sometimes let out sparks.
"These here is a damaged artifact, we don't know what it's enchantments are, but the seller claims they found them in a an ancient ruin." The auctioneer explained. "The starting price is set at 10,000 gold knotts!"
There was silence, except for the murmurings of the audience, no one was bidding for the item. The silence stretched, and just as the auctioneer was about to make the staff take it away so the next item could be brought to stage, a voice called out.
"10,000 gold knotts!"
"10,000 gold knotts from VIP room 13!" The auctioneer cheerfully announced.
