Aito gazed at the shield in his left hand. Although the ainium parts were still intact it was badly curved in the middle where the steel plates were; an arrow was still stuck in it and the mechanism was probably too damaged to work properly.
"Well… there were hundreds of them down there. Plus a few dangerous opponents." He said.
The minerian chewed furiously on charcoal, gulped, then sighed, "Judging by its state, I suppose it served its purpose well. Too well, it appears. Still, do you know how delicate the mechanism is? Huh? It'd take me hours to repair it and that is only if I focus on it."
"Ah, talking about repair, could you run a check-up on my armor set and make the necessary repairs?" Aito said, shamelessly.
"Tsk, some of your armor parts could indeed use some repair, but how are you gonna pay for this?" Ainar replied, "Last I remember you were broke."
