บท 46: Complication

Skullius stood up and started getting a better feel for his body. There wasn't that much of a unique sensation within his flesh, except perhaps, the mana within.

That was only natural. He wasn't really human.

Even Eobald had called out his strange face. 

Now that he had the time, Skullius grabbed Eobald's sword that had a reflective surface and looked at himself. The image he saw was quite standard. He compared it to Eobald's face and somewhat understood what the man had been talking about.

"Flesh me..."

Thinking about how he now had flesh himself, he began to consider changing the phrase 'Flesh you' to something else. After all, the irony in it didn't sit well with him now.

Skullius scrutinised the sword in his hand, taking in all its detail: the cracks on its surface which was branded with unique runes; the steel and rubber hilt which had the beautiful design of diamond patterns.

It was beautiful.