The kid nervously waited for someone, anyone to at least say something.
He was especially nervous about hearing what Adrian, the one who provided him the blueprints, thought.
Now, you might be wondering what a fifteen year old kid was doing in a dungeon such as this, especially given that he wasn't part of the military.
According to him, he was in this dungeon because he was excited to play soldier by hiding among the spirit mages' supplies when he was ten after a visit to the frontier.
The soldiers realized too late and by the time they discovered a terrified child hidden among the supply crates, the dungeon entrance had already closed.
And since then, the boy simply never left....well, not that he could even if he wanted to.
"At first we thought he'd die within a week," One of the older spirit mages muttered from the side while staring at the metallic magic tool before them, "but then, he suddenly contracted a spirit."
No, Spirits.
Earth, Metal and wood.
