Night had fallen.
Colin had long since returned home.
In the Meditation Room, he took out the parting gift he had received from Atbolde that morning—Elf Armor, ready to begin inscribing the Spiritual Imprint.
That very morning, he had skipped breakfast to attend a Faction meeting, and at Lillian's reminder, he hadn't eaten any meat.
Now it was late at night, and with the previous night included, it had been a whole day since he last consumed meat.
He could now begin using the Elf Armor for the first time.
He took out a dark gold seed and slowly explored it with his spirit, receiving guiding information in return.
Colin followed the guidance step by step.
Everything went smoothly.
Just like that.
He didn't know how much time had passed when a streak of golden light flashed across the Meditation Room.
The next instant!
An armor filled with Elf aesthetics appeared on Colin, featuring pale gold patterns on a dark black base.
