Creating the Sheath

"Oh, you can do it right now?" Ning asked the converter Frey. 

The man gave a smug smile. "I'm one of the best Converters here, and this task you've brought me is barely any trouble at all," he said. "Now, stand back. I need as much space in the room as I can get to work with."

"Yes," Ning said and stepped outside the door, while still watching everything.

Once he was out, the old man moved his wrist, and instantly, everything in the room disappeared. 

'Hmm? Storage artifact?' Ning thought as he realized that the items in the room had been moved away somewhere. 'Something like that exists as well?'

The north truly wasn't that useful in terms of helping Ning get experienced with Essence. 'I wonder why I even arrived so close to the north,' he thought. 'Wait, no. That's not right. I must've arrived somewhere good, but then the damn turtle took me north. Yes, that must be it.'