Chapter 23: Overwhelmed
The air around Drahon swirled with pressure. A piece of armor began to materialize mid-air, slowly spinning, glowing with the sheen of dragonforged steel. Charred scales rippled across its surface like liquid metal, hardened into jagged shoulder plates edged with gold.
A chestplate hovered below it, and leg guards shimmered into view next, formed from interlocking plates that resembled a dragon’s tail, flexible and unyielding.
Gauntlets swirled out of nowhere, rolling with speed in the air, and then a grey, tattered-looking cloak followed.
It all hovered in the air for a heartbeat, and then, in a flash, the armor launched toward Drahon and slammed into him, piece by piece, like he was a magnet and the armor parts were steel.
They snapped into place with metallic sounds. His body jerked slightly, but there was no pain. Only aura. A surge of power went through him, and he wondered if the armor actually gave him some new cool powers.
The cloak settled last, billowing dramatically even without wind.
Finally, Drahon knelt on the floor, looking at it like there was something there when it actually was empty.
He wished there was a mirror somewhere so he could see how he looked.
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The skeleton monsters came in mass multitude, surrounding the players even before they had time to react.
Devon was alarmed as he looked around, trying to see if he would see Drahon, but then, he was nowhere to be found.
Just seconds after turning right and stepping into this part of the forest had they discovered the skeleton monsters. Devon and the players had occasionally looked back before this incident, expecting to see Drahon ’sprout’ out, as he had put it, but then, they saw no one.