Looking at the floating ring, Sigurd couldn't hold back the smile on his face.
The ring was crafted from a dark metal that shimmered with the boundless weaves that were fused together to grant it form. An ever changing, ever glowing faint layer of energy danced across the surface of this ring.
Located in the centre, a small intricate design resembling that of a sundial could be seen with patterns surrounding it on the side. Along the ring, wings of flowing ribbons wrapped in a loop, forming the main body.
Engraved on the inside of the ring was the name he had granted this equipment.
Aeternum Vow.
A Vow of Eternity. The perfect name for Selen who's skill is to mess with time and perception, dragging it out so that one feels as though they're stuck in eternity for that moment, unable to register what had just occurred.