The look on Erin's face, as she put the weapon on back at the safe zone, made the pain Neve had gone through feel like it was worth it.
"Oh my goodness!" The lamia just about squeaked. "What is this!?"
Sitting beside Ahlakan, Neve held back a laugh. The alchemist also looked rather amused, if slightly jealous as well. It stung to see that, but Neve promised in her heart that she'd do something about that in the near future.
The weapon Neve had picked up from the chest looked like a pair of black gloves. Upon Erin putting them on, however, her hands turned draconic. Her claws gained some length, and her hands were covered in black scales.
What Neve was the most curious about, of course, were the techniques the item apparently came with.
She wasn't about to interrupt Erin's nerd-out moment, though.
