Chapter 316: Fluttering in the breeze
"Are you sure you don't need another day of rest?" Scintilla asked.
"No," Irwin said, quietly listening to her cards resonate again.
Ambraz let out a dry snort. "Are you sure you are prepared for the pain?"
Scintilla's eyes gleamed as she stared at the Ganvil. "I'm always prepared," she said, her smile widening. "Didn't you hear so last night?"
"I… UGH! You- you…."
Ambraz flitted to the center of the room, changing to his large size.
Irwin ignored their shenanigans as his otherself played on his Soulstrum guitar, practicing the song he and Ambraz had come up with. The resonance it would cause was the only thing they could come up with that would work with Scintilla's set of cards, and it was one of the most complex he had made.
"You sure you're okay?"
The soft whisper made him look up, and he saw Scintilla look at him, a slight worry on her face.
"I'm sure," Irwin said.
"And we really can't do this in your soulscape?"
Irwin looked around the small makeshift smithy that he'd been using. It barely deserved the name, with only Ambraz in his anvil form and his hammer there, while lacking any form of forge.