Nyssa and I stood in front of the closet with the cosplays, the girl showing me her treasures. "Do you like any?" She asked.
There were robes, which she probably kept for the day we played magic games together. An outfit of seemingly bad-quality leather also caught my eye, a piece that could be seen on forest hunters in movies with more ancient or fantastical settings.
"I like this one," I pointed at a pair of clothes. One of them was a black, tight spandex suit. It vaguely reminded one of Batman's clothes, although there were no bat ears. Instead, there were dark green lines intricated in the fabric shaped like lightning.
The matching pair was similar with slimmer sizes, meant for Nyssa, and the lines weaved into the costume were more like a big crack on an ice surface. Other than the size and the decorations, it was the same.
