Does that make us the weakest?
"Lord Aether, How long do you think it's going to take?" Asorth asked, her voice tinged with curiosity, her fingers gently tracing the pages of the book she held.
The three maidens and Luna were also present, Beside them stood Vermin, known throughout the village as the doctor, her presence lending an air of expertise to the scene.
Arthur's response came, a low and contemplative tone, his hand resting casually in his pocket, his gaze stren as it pierced the veil of uncertainty before him.
"Shouldn't be more than a few minutes," he murmured, "but it's a complicated process, so I doubt I'd get it on my first try."
On the ground right in front of him, a legion of modded human sculptures stood at attention, their wooden forms a testament to Arthur's ingenuity.