His height had unexpectedly increased by several centimeters over four months, now towering over 190 centimeters.
With an increasingly robust and strapping physique, Leon started to feel that Dawson's armor no longer fit him.
Although the redundant design of the armor allowed for continued use, it ultimately restricted movement, making Lokhak's problems with it even more serious.
Now with the presence of dwarf craftsmen, they both wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to replace their armor with a better set.
Arriving at the dingy clanging area of the dwarven workshop, Leon glanced at the remnants of the three-legged automatons brought back to Avalon from the mining pit.
Beside a small mountain of interwoven gold and bronze, there were neatly stacked, rust-treated, polished, lubricated, dismantled, and component-replaced, refurbished Miners.
They folded their tripods and arms, remaining inanimate and silent.
