In his dorm room, the world reshaped itself through Allen's senses.
In the corner, a few nearly imperceptible specks of dust tumbled in a faint air current.
Beneath Ah Fu's ramrod-straight chest, the Middle-Tier Magic Stone that served as his Energy Core pulsed steadily, appearing as a bright blue point of light in Allen's vision.
Even the warning Rune Circuits on the dorm walls looked like glowing blue veins, outlining the room's skeleton.
With another thought, the image shifted.
The world lost its color, replaced by a thermal image composed of reds, yellows, and blues.
Ah Fu radiated a small amount of heat, while the Alchemy Machine, which had just been running on overload, appeared a blinding crimson.
"The scout is in position," Allen muttered to himself.
He severed the connection with the Demon Eye, and the black sphere floating in midair fell silently back onto the desk.
Allen took out another piece of Alchemy Equipment: the monocle he had designed long ago.
