Chapter 1187 Crafting a cloaking armor
Several hours later, in the heart of Goldspire, Michael and Gaya found themselves in the bustling Blacksmith Guild. Rurik, the acting guild master, had graciously sent every blacksmith on a break, giving Michael the privacy to work in the forge hall. The hall was a symphony of anvils, hammers, and furnaces, now silent and waiting.
Gaya sat on a sturdy table, watching intently as Michael made a few adjustments to the armor they had purchased earlier. Around him lay the scales from the centipede ancient beast and the fur from the invisible panthers, both rare and powerful materials.
With skilled hands, Michael was carefully infusing these elements into Gaya's new armor. The meticulous process required precision and a deep understanding of the materials' properties.
"What exactly are you doing?" Gaya, her curiosity piqued, asked.
Michael paused, looking up from his work. "I'm enhancing the armor," he explained. "These scales will add an extra layer of protection against physical attacks. The centipede beast's scales are incredibly tough, yet flexible," he said. Then, he picked up a tuft of the invisible panther's fur. "And this," he continued, "is going to give the armor an added element of stealth. The fur has properties that can distort light, making the wearer harder to detect." Chart your course back to the origins of this substance at n0v^lbin
As Michael worked, his movements were precise and confident. Each scale and strand of fur was integrated into the armor with care, ensuring that the enhancements complemented the existing enchantments.
Gaya watched, fascinated by the transformation of her armor. Michael's work at the forge was a display of intricate skill and deep knowledge of his craft. The process of infusing the scales into Gaya's armor was both complex and physically demanding. He started by heating the scales with dark flames, an intense heat that brought out their inherent qualities. Then, he carefully poured a special acid, brewed by himself, over the heated scales. This acid was crucial in breaking down the scales' tough exterior.
Even with the acid's help, the scales were incredibly resilient. Michael had to use his Doombringer to activate the ancient ice core. The ice core emitted a burst of extreme cold, freezing the scales and making them more brittle. With precise, controlled strikes, he then broke down the scales into smaller, manageable pieces.
Gaya, watching the process, couldn't help but express her amazement. "Those are damn fucking strong," she remarked, impressed by the durability of the scales.
"You should have seen the swarm that ate through this stuff like butter," Ayag chimed in with a hint of pride, recalling how the defeated the centipede.
"I'm glad that swarm didn't come at me when I was in the Celestial Valley," Gaya responded, imagining the ferocity of such a creature.
Meanwhile, Michael remained completely focused on his task, moving on to the next phase. He took each strand of the invisible panther's fur, meticulously infusing them into the armor. This process required a different kind of precision. Each strand had to be carefully aligned and woven into the fabric of the armor, enhancing its stealth properties without compromising its flexibility or strength.
Finally, Michael forged the scale pieces onto the armor. The sound of the hammer striking the anvil rang out rhythmically in the forge hall. Each hit was measured and deliberate, ensuring the scales melded seamlessly with the armor, enhancing its protective capabilities while maintaining its lightweight and stealthy design.
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