Erik, wearing his new armor, walked up to the core in the middle with a calm expression. Elora, having switched from his head, back to his shoulder, looked around the room with tired curiosity.
Erik understood this was a big moment for the construct, but to him, it just meant that this place could become a true home, while Elora could finally get some rest.
"You're up, little ember," he smiled an said to Elora when they stood in front of the core.
Elora, too tired to properly respond, simply flew down to Eira's core and frowned, before taking a short pause. This would require a lot of concentration, so she had to fight to focus her exhausted mind.
Finally, she put her tiny hands on the core, before using her skill and knowledge as a third-tier sigil crafter to carefully start dislodging it.