They were here—
In the darkness beneath the illuminated Vast Sea Tower Library, a dense crowd of "human figures" suddenly appeared.
They were called "human figures," but these things had no shadows at all.
They had human appearances, wearing a mix-and-match assortment of classical and fantastical clothing. Their forms varied in age and build.
Tall, short, fat, thin, men, women, old, and young... Bustling and shoulder-to-shoulder, they surged onto the long street with the chaotic energy of a temple fair.
All sorts of clamorous sounds were mixed in, especially the gleeful shout of a child: "An eyeball! I want this eyeball, Mommy! I want to use this eyeball as a marble!"
"Mokhele, for sale! Get your Mokhele here! Refined from ten children bound together! You can detach the facial features, remove the organs! Only five copper coins each! Come and buy...!"
