Chapter 642 - Perfect Array (Part 2) (1/2)

By the time the artificial sun started to set, the members of the expedition decided to call it quits for the day. Yondra could make the sun rise whenever she wanted, but that would mess up their sleep cycle even more.

Everyone was tired either because of the constant spellcasting or from trying to make sense of the collected data about the wall. Some, like Quylla, had a splitting headache from doing both.

Morok and Phloria's soldiers were pretty relaxed instead. They had slept, eaten, and spent their time playing dice or cards while guarding the tunnels.

”How do your weapons work, exactly?” Lith asked Morok while eating dinner.

”The problem with the wilds is that you never know what mess you're going to stumble into. So I had a good Forgemaster made me Orichalc.u.m weapons capable of shapeshifting at will.

”The sheaths are part of the weapons and the key to trigger their shapeshifting abilities. If I need them to be heavier, the extra mass comes from the sheaths. They are also made with Orichalc.u.m and are thicker than they look.”

Solus studied their pseudo core with mana sense and was relieved to discover that they had no runes engraved on their surface.

'It seems that we are right. Runes must be a state secret. The pseudo core is very complex and it even required purple crystals to be stabilized.' She thought.

”They shapeshift? That's it?” Lith asked.

”That's it my ass!” Morok was offended.

”They saved my life countless times. They have a few minor incantations too, but nothing more. Energy based properties and Orichalc.u.m are hard to blend together, smartass. I don't have that kind of money.” He said while looking at the Skinwalker armor in envy.

”Sorry, I didn't mean to belittle them. It's just that between the Orichalc.u.m and the purple crystals, I expected something a little flashier.”

”What does your gauntlet do?” Morok asked, ignoring the apology.

”Not much, yet. It's a work in progress. So far it can store a few low tier spells and serve as a last-ditch weapon.” The glove's fingers turned into claws.

”I think it's very useful already. If you ever mass produce them, I call dibs. Why use stone as its foundation though?”

”I told you, it's a work in progress. I used cheap materials because I constantly upgrade it.” Lith replied.

”No duh, man. You are too stingy. Those magic crystals are smaller than my eyes and green and yellow at that! No offense, but that's lame.”

'Lame? I've worked my ass off for years to get those two… gems, things, whatever they are!' Solus thought. 'Can I please punch him in the nose?'

”Any idea about how to open the door?” Lith was stuck between a rock and a moron, so he was eager to change the topic.

”None and I don't even care. I get paid no matter the result of the expedition. Fighting an Eldritch and those Teks should already be worth a hefty bonus. Anything more is just gravy.”

Since there was nothing more that Lith could get from him, except maybe getting cleaned out when gambling, Lith went to speak with Quylla. Aside from the Professors and Solus, she was definitely the smartest person in the cave.

”How's your head?” Lith asked.