And so it happened. Five hundred years into their ten thousand-year journey, the very first Neuric evolved.
He grew taller by two feet. He was still relatively small, but he was no longer too small to be a threat. His body was no longer frail by design he had a strong and bulky figure that made him look more like a dwarf than a Neuric.
The grey, stone-colored skin he possessed was proof that he was of the same race, but everything else about him said otherwise.
Especially the hair on his head and beard, which were now made out of the pure essence of fire.
He looked down at his own hands curiously. He felt a sensation of ecstasy unlike any other.
Without a word to anyone, he disappeared. When he appeared in Hakurat again, he had a load of Qi Steel, iron, gold, and a strange black powder material that his fellow smiths didn't know the identity of.
