Hajin stood there in silence, his eyes fixed on nothing while the golden light from his ring slowly faded. The word 'help' was still echoing in his mind, sounding faint but desperate.
'Someone is talking,' he thought, looking around the room.
"Hey," he turned to Juna, "can you hear that?"
Her ears twitched while she stood still for a few seconds, "hear what?" she asked, wrinkling her nose.
"Nothing?"
"No." She looked at him. "What are you hearing?"
He didn't answer because the voice came again. It felt like it was pulling him forward and he couldn't ignore it. He ignored the dwarf standing in front of him and started walking deeper into the store.
"Hey," the dwarf barked, turning around to follow him, "where do you think you're going? We were in the middle of a deal, lad."
Hajin didn't stop, moving past display shelves and glass cases while the voice grew clearer with every step.
"Oi," the dwarf called out, "I said where are you going? The register is back that way."
