Several more days passed… Sunny would have lost count of how many, honestly, if not for the fact that two of his incarnations were out there in the world — one marching with the Song Army, the other preparing to raid and destroy its supply lines.
He had spent these days imrsed in weaving.
At so point, Aiko delivered a collection of mories to the basent of the Brilliant Emporium. So of them she had purchased and was about to resell; so had co from the Fire Keepers. Sunny had to take breaks to rest his boiling mind, replenish essence, and weave more shadow threads, so he spent his breaks studying these mories.
With each mory he rged with, his insights grew.
Almost two weeks had passed since his battle with Revel. The Marvelous Mimic had long since healed the hole made in the floor of the dining hall by the black arrow, and Nephis was set to arrive any mont now.
Letting out a tired sigh, Sunny took a step back and looked at the mories resting on the workbench in front of him.
The first of them was the [Bag of Withholding], the spatial storage mory that had helped him advance his sorcery to a new level.
Next to it was a canteen that looked like it was made from green copper, housed in a black leather sleeve with an intricate image of a coiling serpent etched into it. There were so decorative patterns on the canteen itself, all following the sa the.
In truth, Sunny had crafted it from the leftover scraps of the Huntsman's axe. The canteen was a kind of storage mory, as well, albeit quite different from the Bag of Withholding — it could store a great volu of water and purify it. Needless to say, it was his crude attempt at replicating the Endless Spring.
The [Knockoff Endless Spring] had been considered, but eventually dismissed.
Crafting the [Green Canteen] had not taken him much ti, actually. However, unlike the original, it had to be filled by hand — so, Sunny sent Aiko to do just that. The canteen could really contain a lot of water, so his poor assistant had to spend an entire day filling it under the confused gazes of the Fire Keepers. They even chased her off the Ivory Island when the water level of the lake started to drop…
The third mory Sunny had crafted for Rain had a very simple enchantnt but was exceedingly difficult to devise. In terms of complexity, it might have been the most troubleso of them all, forcing Sunny to really strain himself ntally.
It was a long strip of black silk that could be used as a sash or a scarf, decorated with subtle embroidery. After thinking for a while, Sunny had nad it [In Case of Ergency].
The [In Case of Ergency] was ant to serve as a safeguard against a very particular peril — the incinerating radiance of the white abyss that hung above Godgrave. Its function was indeed simple — if given a ntal command, it would instantly turn the person wearing it completely still.
After all, Rain could potentially topple after a few hours of immobility due to running out of essence, which would render the entire mory useless. So, Sunny had tried hard and eventually managed to make the [In Case of Ergency] consu less essence than any Awakened could replenish naturally, thus making its enchantnt sowhat passive — as long as it was used by a person of Rain’s weight.
That was it for the utility mories Sunny had prepared. Pressed for ti, he eventually had to turn his attention to other areas.
Next to the neatly rolled sash were three arrows, each possessing a unique enchantnt.
They were [Heavy Blow], [Outskirts at Noon], and [Don't Cut Yourself]. All three had black shafts crafted from the charred wood of the Burned Forest. The fletching and arrowheads, however, were different.
The [Heavy Blow] had grey fletching and an arrowhead forged from dull tal. Its enchantnt was a vastly improved version of the [Burden of Peace] — one of the enchantnts of the sorely missed [Morgan's Warbow]. Once the arrow pierced the flesh of the enemy, its master could pour out their essence to make it imnsely heavy. The more essence spent, the heavier the arrow would beco.
[Heavy Blow] was ant to slow powerful enemies down.
The [Outskirts at Noon] was also ant to debilitate a strong enemy, but in a much more insidious way. Its fletching was white, and its arrowhead was carved out of bone — a shard of bone Sunny had picked up here in Godgrave. Although its enchantnt was his original creation, it was inspired by the [Blessing of Dusk] from the Shroud of Graceless Dusk.
What Sunny had done was store a ntal image inside the arrow — a ntal copy of the overwhelming disorientation he had experienced after enveloping the outskirts of NQSC with his shadow sense for the first ti. Once the arrow struck true, this terrible cacophony of sensations was projected into the victim’s mind, hopefully causing complete sensory overload.
Outskirts at Noon was ant to daze the enemy. The master of the arrow could continue to expend essence to sustain the disorienting effect.
Finally, there was the [Don't Cut Yourself]. Its arrow and arrowhead were green, the latter forged from the sa tal as the [Beast of Prey] and the [Green Canteen].
Unlike the other two arrows, which were ant to debilitate enemies, this one was ant to kill. It carried a deadly toxin, infecting the blood of those pierced by its sharp arrowhead. The longer the master of the arrow fed the enchantnt with essence, the more poisoned the enemy would beco. The harm dealt by the toxin was cumulative, so it was a perfect weapon for Rain, who mostly faced enemies far above her in terms of power. Even though she was much weaker, with enough determination and tenacity, she would be able to slowly kill even the most terrifying of the jungle beasts.
In fact, Sunny had created all three arrows while thinking about how to help his sister deal with Nightmare Creatures that she had no business fighting yet had no choice but to fight.
Sadly, the arrows had active enchantnts, so she would have to be tactical about when and how to use them. Nevertheless, he would give her effective tools to choose from, at least.
Lastly, there were the defensive mories he had crafted.
One of them looked quite unassuming — it was a polished piece of volcanic glass hanging on a leather cord. It was a powerful charm that could passively bestow a moderate degree of resistance to elental attacks upon its wielder or a high degree of protection if used actively. Better yet, the master of the charm could limit the scope of what resistances were active, thus augnting them even further. As a bonus, it could either cool the wielder down in case of heat or warm them up in case of severe cold.
Sunny had called the charm the [Piece de Resistance].
…He had no idea what these words ant, exactly, but it sounded fancy and vaguely fitting.
Apart from the charm, Sunny had also crafted a mory inspired by the chainmail shirt Nephis used to wear — which was a unique piece of enchanted armor that could be worn atop or below other mories of that type.
The mory he had devised was designed to augnt the defensive properties of the Puppeteer’s Shroud and was made from black, lusterless leather. There was also a lining of light, dark-grey chainmail to make the entire ensemble more durable, effectively adding a second, hidden layer of physical protection to the Puppeteer’s Shroud.
He had called it the [Safety First].
These were all the mories Sunny had crafted for Rain.
His gaze shifted to one more item lying on the workbench.
It was a bracelet much like his own.
However… Sunny had not been able to finish it yet. He needed Cassie's help to complete the weave of this unassuming, but deeply complicated mory.
«Still… I have outdone myself this ti, if I do say so myself.»
A faint smile appeared on Sunny’s face.
He couldn’t wait to present these mories to Rain!
There was just one thing that bothered him, though…
Sunny frowned, then summoned the runes and glanced at the list of his own mories.
[Shadow Chair], [Overpriced Saddle], [Weaver’s Needle], [Handy Bracelet], [Quintessence Pearl], [Definitely Not ]…
His gaze shifted to the mories he had crafted in the last few days. [Bag of Withholding], [Green Canteen], [In Case of Ergency], [Don’t Cut Yourself], [Outskirts at Noon], [Safety First]…
He closed his eyes and let out a quiet sigh.
There was no denying it.
«I guess… I have a poetic soul, too…»
Sunny was starting to understand how he and Rain had ended up with their weird nas.
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