Eiro shut the door behind him and stepped into his room, letting out a deep breath. He took off his stuffy shirt and split up his arms, properly stretching his body out. He grabbed his chin and supported his strained jaw as he flexed the muscles around his mouth as it split up into two as well. Exhausted after using sealing arts all day, he dropped onto his bed and looked at the ceiling.
"Gondos, you there?" The Demon asked, and before long, the mana in the room gathered in one spot, supporting the Golem in creating his body in this realm. Gondos floated above Eiro and looked down at him, "That I am."
"Do you ever think about wanting to meet other Golems?" Eiro inquired, and Gondos shook his head immediately as if he already had an answer prepared beforehand, "No, never. I have little to no interest in meeting others of my kind. But why do you ask?"
