Atlan walked towards the rusted chest plate that was buried under scrap metal.
Lizzie and Custodire both thought that Atlan would be impressed by the Eclipse Bayou, but instead, they saw him walk toward the junk box. Then, he dug through some scrap metal until he saw the dented and rusty chest plate.
"That's completely worn down. Don't you want the Eclipse Bayou? It's the best you'll find here," Lizzie added.
Custodire's eyebrows raised as she realized what Atlan had his eyes on. "I suggest you pick something else, kid. That piece of thing is picky with its owner."
Lizzie was surprised "Wait, that piece of junk is semi-sentient?"
The dwarf nodded, but she didn't elaborate any further. Semi-sentient equipment were weapons that had enough consciousness to choose their own wielders. If a blacksmith had a high enough power realm, then they'd have the power to imbue such intelligence on their work.