"I am really sorry. For some reason, the people who were supposed to deliver the Melty Ashes never came," the Silver Mace Trader said, scratching the back of his head. His tone carried both apology and helplessness.
Tyler raised an eyebrow. "What happened to them?"
The man shook his head. "We don't know. No word, no signs, nothing. I just hope they didn't run into an accident down there. This place swallows people when they're careless."
Tyler thought for a moment, then asked, "Is there any other way to get it?"
