"Trash."
"More trash."
"Seriously, nothing but trash."
Marcus clicked his tongue in disappointment while sorting through the pile of equipment scattered across the battlefield. These Shadowfall players had acted like some untouchable powerhouse guild from the moment they appeared, throwing around their reputation and talking endlessly about their strength.
'What a joke.'
For a supposedly elite guild, the gear they dropped was embarrassing.
Aside from Shadowfall_One's blue-grade armor and the golden bow Shadowfall_Four had been carrying, almost everything else was junk meant for vendor shops. Even the bow itself was only low-tier gold equipment. It looked flashy enough, but compared to what Marcus currently had, it wasn't even worth equipping.
Without much interest, he tossed the golden bow into his inventory. Selling it later would at least bring in some decent gold.
