Eighty Grand Acquired

August tapped "YES," watching as a progress bar appeared briefly.

In a matter of seconds, the daggers materialized before him.

Their pointy edges gleamed with a faint green tint. He placed them on the table, where they emitted a slight, eerie glow under the lights.

Victor's eyes widened as his face lit up with awe. "Whoa… these look even better in person." He reached forward to lift one, testing the weight and carefully running a finger along the serrated edge. "It's… it's amazing. Feels just like a real dagger."

"They're no joke be careful about how you handle them," August replied, watching Victor's amazement. "Not exactly your average decorative piece. These daggers are the real deal, straight from Enders Light."