Assassinator, Despiser - I
The influence of that game, like a whisper lost in the passage of time, quietly dissipated into nothingness.
The land, once miraculous due to the enhancement potent, now lay dormant, devoid of the possibility of wonders, returning to a past state of silent mediocrity… unchanged as before.
The grand debate that had drawn Evora's gaze vanished inexplicably, as if it had never occurred, never existed, fading from the discourse of the influential.
At this moment, Helen, at the Alchemy Association, gave no thought to these matters, and it was highly unlikely she would consider them in the future.
She was visiting the President of the Alchemy Association, Pablo Celsus, faithfully executing Ansel's directive—to craft for Evora the second-stage mechanical armor, the Etheric Armament.