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(Blake's POV)
It has been a week since Cassandra's death. Her corpse was maintained by my magic and put inside my Inventory Bag, which I had modified with Space Magic Runes to create a large internal dimension to store things. This dimension keeps most things from rotting as well. If I could share this magic and show how easy I could do it, I could be able to make a fortune, but that would bring too much attention, these type of bags are very rare and considered treasures, only high-ranked adventurers or nobles have them after all.
I might begin selling them sparingly if I ever open a shop with enough backing to not get persecuted by authorities over it. I may sound cowardly but being overly cautious with things like these is never wrong. For now I will continue making money on my own ways.