"…out of all the things I would've expected to find out from a random mory, the supposed leader of a forging cult hailing from a high-profile family known for their forging techniques is definitely not one of them."
Recalling the conversation that transpired between Arcaelus and the High Priestess after the forr's successful induction into the Eternal Fla, Valyr was left at a slight loss for words after the latter had ntioned a clan na that he had co across in the past.
'The Hephaista clan…'
Though Arcaelus did not think much about the surna, thinking that the High Priestess had only gotten to her position due to her talent and efforts, Valyr could not help but look at the na from another perspective.
After all, to him, he knew the Hephaista clan as the go-to forging clan to look for within the galaxy where Veldanyr was situated.
Indeed.
Known throughout the galaxy.
From what he could recall, the Hephaista clan had Myth-level beings aplenty, with most of them taking lead over the multiple clan branches that they controlled throughout the galaxy.
Then again, with the clan being known throughout the galaxy, Valyr also rembered that the ones manning the main branch of the Hephaista clan had a level of power that far surpassed the strength of re Myths.
In fact, he was certain that their level of power was already close to breaching the next barrier of evolution.
Perhaps they've already breached it at this point.
'In any case, with the High Priestess' level of power seemingly standing at the peak of mortality, I guess she's been sent to Veldanyr to gain so experience.'
With the scenario having ended long ago at this point, Valyr consulted the thoughts that continued to linger in his mind regarding the scenario he had seen, delving into the world of darkness once more.
Of course, since the encounter with the Hephaista clan mber wasn't the reason why he had appeared in the scenario in the first place, the young man slowly pushed the thought to the side as he returned his thoughts to Arcaelus' trial.
Ttang! Ttang! Ttang!
Hearing the sound of tal clashing against tal resound in his ears once more, Valyr began to trace back every step Arcaelus had taken into forging the item he had given the na Protheus.
"…" With his eyes closed, Valyr would frown every once in a while, trying to look at the man's level of craftsmanship at multiple angles.
However, after examining it for quite so ti, the young man realized that Arcaelus' level of craftsmanship was only above average when compared to the average blacksmith player.
Though, that was only the case when everything hadn't clicked in Arcaelus' mind yet.
Once it did, the man's level of skill grew exponentially, reaching a level that briefly reminded Valyr of the old man's skills during his relaxed forging session.
With the help of the Eternal Fla, the man's skills were accentuated even further, causing the final product to reach a level of quality that Valyr had yet to achieve.
Nevertheless, witnessing it firsthand allowed him to pick up on so key parts where he could improve.
Such as how Arcaelus interacted with the fla.
'To be one with the fla…' inwardly thought the young man, recalling how it seed like Arcaelus knew every inch of the Eternal Fla.
Even though he did not.
Having interacted with the Eternal Fla for the first ti, Arcaelus was able to work with the fla he had been given to such a degree that allowed him to forge an item that elicited awe in so of the people that were watching.
With that train of thought, it did not take long for the young man to imrse himself in his thoughts once more, gradually widening his level of understanding towards the forger's flas.
'Like a conductor in an orchestra, the forger is the one leading the fla to achieve the properties they seek.'
'However, similar to an orchestra, the forger must also be acquainted with the parts of the fla itself. Only then would one achieve the highest quality possible between both sides.'
At the mont he had co to this understanding, Valyr soon felt as if the world had appeared before him, inundating his entire body with a level of strength that caused him to feel sowhat drunk.
Though, just as quickly as it appeared, that feeling swiftly left his body as well, with only the sensations continuing to linger within him.
Ding!
Hearing notification sounds beginning to echo in his mind, Valyr slowly opened his eyes, soon realizing that he had been returned to the Chambers of Enlightennt at so point.
Staring at the screen in front of him, a slight smirk crept up on the edge of his lips as he read through the notifications he had received.
"Well then."
"Quite the welco surprise yet again."
[A forger's flas takes on many forms, yet that does not an that it is uncontrollable. Like a conductor in an orchestra, with enough ti, one can also beco acquainted with the fla they work with. Only with the two sides working together can great items be birthed.]
[Your understanding of the flas of forging has deepened and crystallized even further, reaching a culmination point. The world has taken notice of this, allowing you to borrow another portion of its nigh-infinite power.]
[Your Intent Seed of the Forger's Flas has ascended to the Second Stage.]
[Within the many steps needed to forge an item, one could say that the fla one uses is one of the most important things to take note of. With your understanding of the flas having grown deeper, you have figured out more natural ways to integrate the flas into your forging process, allowing your craft to expand to greater heights.]
[Your understanding of the forging process has deepened and crystallized even further, reaching a culmination point. The world has taken notice of this, allowing you to borrow another portion of its nigh-infinite power.]
[Your Intent Seed of Forging has ascended to the Second Stage.]
Similar to the results he had gained from expounding upon the Intent Seed of Forging, Valyr had inadvertently comprehended both the Intent Seed of Forging and the Forger's Flas yet again, allowing them to now stand at the sa level as his Intent Seed of Shadow Energy.
'Then again, the two intents do go hand in hand,' thought the young man to himself, faintly smiling as the monotonous voice within the chambers spoke out one last ti.
"You have used up your third and last opportunity to expound upon the intricacies of the Intent Seed of the Forger's Flas. No opportunities remain."
"You may leave the Chambers of Enlightennt."
Nodding in response to those words, Valyr gave the monotonous voice a few words of gratitude before leaving the dilapidated church, making his way back to the courtyard.
Not long after, he found himself standing in front of the exit that would lead him out of the Gates of Enlightennt, staring at it for a bit.
"I suppose I should also take the trials," muttered Valyr to himself as he took one last look at the courtyard he had more or less ransacked.
Wryly smiling at the thought, he finally took a step into the exit, returning to the temporary campsite a couple minutes later.
"To the Gates of Enlightennt."
"Though no person here has truly taught anything..."
"I would still like to say thank you."
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