Damian sensed a mana thread made of his own mana reaching out to him, connecting with his body.
'Everything as expected?' Damian asked in his mind.
Prince replied, 'Yes, but it feels weird not having your thoughts to entertain me..'
Damian's brow furrowed as he looked at the expressionless white golem.
Prince suddenly exclaimed, 'Oh! I can see your face getting angry! Hmm, you look good enough.. nothing compared to my real body, though. I was one real handsome fella!'
Damian was about to sever the mana thread link when Prince said loudly, 'Wait.. Wait.. Wait.. Won't you give me some of those cool runic inscriptions? It's a sacrium body, after all. I should have some nice attacks, right?'
Damian thought for a second and replied, 'You can figure out a way to give yourself a voice.. you won't be getting any attacking spells for now.'
'Come on, man, we spent 30 happy years together—more than any couple I know.. Shouldn't you trust me by now?'
