'Is this "Me and My Nature Friend"?' The Wooden Mask had such a simple design that Rorschach had assumed it was due to poor craftsmanship from ancient times. He'd misunderstood the Elves. 'So this is what it's supposed to look like!'
Two eyes and a mouth, all perfect circles set within a round face, possessed an artless beauty.
It seemed to have some degree of independent consciousness. The two dots that could barely be called eyes glanced askew at the Wooden Mask.
"Regarding how to use the mask... I have a theory I can test immediately." Humboldt dispelled his original spell. The Energy Body known as the Spirit of Nature instantly collapsed. But before it could completely dissipate, the Master began to knead the air, much like working dough.
His hands gestured in the air as the simple Wooden Mask floated before him. He continued to murmur an incantation.
