"Ha!" Peter rapped his knuckle against a case holding a worn book with yellowing pages. The writing was torn, faded, or rubbed out in alot of places, but enough pocked through that he got the gist of it. With a flush and a click he whipped a work knife out of his pocket, popped one corner of the hardened plastic casing along it's top seam, and pressed down on the opposite corner, and spun the top, opening the case. Treasure hunters learned a thing or two about avoiding traps (or alarms).
After grabbing the book Peter rushed back to the wealthy looking gent with demon throwing powers. "Insider information! Part of the same collection. Let's see here, hammer hunting demons..."
