The portal under the tower transported Freya to wherever Fiore was. This area was shrouded in a perpetual foggy night time. Freya and Fiore were under the cover of black willow trees that were illuminated by yellow lily-of-the-valley. A dirt path lead to a large yellow emporium.
"Where are we, Fiore?"
"The Black Market, of course, kid! Just like you kept pestering me about... Speaking of which, have you thought of anything to sell?"
"I thought of conning people with fake gold made from my magic. Maybe I would do a few bar fights? Or I could advertise your head. You are a god, right?"
"That's criminal, Freya!"
"Eh, I'm sure we'll end up breaking the law on this quest anyways. Might as well have some fun while we're at it."
"Boy, you're learning fast, slow down. You know, when I was your age, I-"
"Hey shut up for a second, I think I see someone coming from over there."
"Where are we, Fiore?"
"The Black Market, of course, kid! Just like you kept pestering me about... Speaking of which, have you thought of anything to sell?"
"I thought of conning people with fake gold made from my magic. Maybe I would do a few bar fights? Or I could advertise your head. You are a god, right?"
"That's criminal, Freya!"
"Eh, I'm sure we'll end up breaking the law on this quest anyways. Might as well have some fun while we're at it."
"Boy, you're learning fast, slow down. You know, when I was your age, I-"
"Hey shut up for a second, I think I see someone coming from over there."