Going to the Black Market

Peter then put his thoughts aside and then asked Joey. "You said you had heard of the Black Market before. What will happen to us? Are we going to be sold separately, like objects arranged in a store?"

The old man then shook his head from side to side in denial and coughed. "Cough, ehh, the Black Market sells slaves at auction. They divide the slaves by talent and then place them in different lots to be auctioned together."

"Oh? Besides the three of us, how many here have Black talent?" Peter asked curiously.

Hearing this, Barbara was the first to respond as she looked around and tried to remember who she had been talking to since she had her freedom stolen. "I know four people besides the three of us. But maybe others will act."

"There's more. I know five with Black talent besides us. But I believe it doesn't reach 15 people in all, with this talent rating." The old man said as he looked at the two youths standing there near him.