Sephiran dropped his War Bat and sprinted toward Maddy, sliding to a stop in front of her like an overexcited puppy.
"Mother! Mother! Mother! Can you make a bigger bat?! Like—like—like THIS big?!"
He stretched his arms as wide as he could, nearly losing his balance.
"No—bigger! BIGGER! I want one that goes BOOOOM when I hit worms!"
Maddy laughed, holding up a hand.
"Easy, easy! I just got the skill five seconds ago, sweetie!"
Sephiran bounced in place anyway.
"But you can do it, right?! RIGHT?!"
Behind him, Dyralfa raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms.
"If Mother can recreate weapons… then that means we can upgrade everything we find from now on."
Her eyes gleamed with interest.
"Imagine armor made from mana minerals… claws reinforced with mythril… weapons that don't break."
Arach nodded slowly, already thinking several steps ahead.
"Our hunting efficiency will increase significantly. If Mother can replicate equipment, we could outfit an entire army if needed."
