"So you made us invisible?" Alan raised a brow, scanning the street around them.
Despite the fact they were four blindfolded teenagers sitting in the middle of the merchant plaza, holding a conversation with another man, not a single eye turned their way, as if the situation were natural.
"I wouldn't say invisible." Felix remarked, he picked up a teacup from who knows where and brought it to his mouth. "More like… incomprehensible? To their brains, they just can't comprehend us, if that makes sense."
"How do you even make items that can pull off shit like that?"
"Oh, you really want to know?" Felix tilted his head with gleaming eyes. "It's a remarkably tedious process, first, you have to secure a fresh supply of mana crystals only from the highest quality there is—"
"Wait, stop. You don't actually have to say it." Alan interrupted, putting up a hand.
