While Rika was in the bathroom to freshen herself up, Zell leaned back on the black sofa and basked in the comforting sensation, his mind no longer dominated by the aphrodisiac of the fairy dust of Elizé.
He closed his eyes, thinking of his plans for the next few days, training his metalmancy and making enough of the masks for all the girls in Cynthia's guild.
When he showed them the prototype, some of them began to ask for extra things like initials or a small message from Zell himself to each one,
The colour of the gemstone in the forehead differed for each squad, so the heavy knights would have an aquamarine, the assault knights an emerald and the light knights who were mages or clerics to have a topaz gem.
'I'll make Cynthia's a ruby; she's special, and I know she liked the red nuts and berries back in her previous life...'
He knew it was stupid, she might not even remember, but for him, it was a fond memory.
