The twentieth floor. Chief Hernandeya walked through the wide open doors as the scent of metals permeated the vast interior, where their heads had to pull back to face the ceiling.
A white light seemed to emanate from nowhere, like a small Sun had been affixed like a chandelier. Customers sat facing members at desks, various items and objects in their midst.
"This is the Tools and Objects Department, my speciality. People come here to assess magical items, whether for their monetary value or to be sent to the Enchantment Department—which I am also a part of."
The chief put his arms out wide, tipping his head slightly and waving to his co-workers passing by. Jotou and Fumeko followed close behind, observing the ceilings that domed and the interior that all curved into a single door at the end.
"Do you also make stuff to be enchanted?" Fumeko queried.