The portal shimmered with purple energy as two figures stepped through into Death's shop.
Rhys stumbled slightly as the transition completed, his hand instinctively reaching for the wall to steady himself. Even after multiple trips through various portals, the sensation of interdimensional travel still made his stomach churn.
Pho materialized beside him, the massive demon's presence immediately dominating the space. Ice crystals formed in the air around him despite the shop's controlled environment.
"Focus, prince," Pho said, his voice carrying that same cold authority. "We're here for equipment, not sightseeing."
The shop itself was beyond anything Rhys had imagined.
An impossible space that seemed to stretch infinitely in all directions, shelves upon shelves of weapons and artifacts disappearing into shadowy heights. The sheer amount of power radiating from the merchandise made his skin prickle.
