A multicolored pillar of light descended from the sky, leaving a circular Magic Array on the ground. Thrór, Sif, and Volstagg landed steadily on the ground.
A little while later, a second multicolored pillar of light descended, and Aaron and Jane were teleported over.
"Why was there an interval?" Thrór asked in confusion.
"Heimdall thought I'd dealt with the suppliers before, so he wanted to ask what their identities were."
"Then do you know?"
"How could I possibly know?" Aaron rolled his eyes speechlessly and said in a pretentious tone, "I only know there were four suppliers. The leader wore a mask and a cloak, and his voice was hoarse. I could only tell that he was a man.
"The remaining three were two men and one woman. None of them were weak, especially the one in dark purple robes. I had a feeling even Thrór might not be his match."
"Impossible. You must have sensed it wrong." Thrór tossed Mjolnir in his hand before catching it firmly by the handle. "Thor is invincible."
Aaron: ...
Where did he get the nerve to say something so shameless?
"Let's head to the auction venue first!" Sif said. "It should be nearby."
"Over there." Volstagg pointed at a massive venue in the distance. "The auction starts in an hour. Looks like most of the guests have already arrived."
"Let's go!" Aaron took a deep breath and let Thrór lead the way.
The entire auction house was divided into four levels. The first level was the main hall, with the auction stage at its center. The surrounding area was built like an ancient Roman coliseum, filled with densely packed seats.
Nobles from various planets, somewhat famous figures, and sufficiently wealthy merchants were mostly gathered on this level, accounting for more than ninety percent