Most of those items were familiar enough that they barely required attention, though several additions showed just how much had happened since he last properly bothered checking everything.
The eight World Transcendent cores stood out first.
Five came from the World Transcendents killed during the catastrophe in Anarctica, while the remaining three were what Phei still possessed from the seven World Transcendent guards who had once surrounded the imprisoned Elves.
Four of those seven cores were gone because he had given them to the Dragon Lady and he'd also used one himself.
That decision had proven spectacularly useful.
Phei glanced toward his little sister and immediately remembered the white Dragon breath that had swallowed a World Transcendent at close range, powerful enough that even Phei's tempered skin had burned when he willingly entered its path.
Those cores had helped in the battle.
Worth every single one.
