Hard Hands

It was a laboring climb to the top, and Lilo felt something change on his exterior the more he exhorted his physical efforts.

His skin started glowing. Not in a figurative descriptive way... literally. It glowed.

Like the verge cravers back at the temple they burned. They were a hint of what the timbers looked like. Practically demigods.

His skin also hardened. Not in the rough jagged way that it layered on top of Jawbi. It was polished.

It glazed over his own features flawlessly and it made him appear like he was a porcelain doll.

The cursed candy was coursing through his veins and condensing atop his skin.

He felt invincible under the magically enchanted armor.

He not only received the added agility, he also received a token of the candy's previous intaker.

A confident smirk remained on Lilo's lips as he stood up and realized the height difference.

He was beginning to analyze his chances.