1548 Sinmara’s Home (Part 2)

Yet neither Lith nor Xenagrosh gave up and kept staring at the Phoenix's work as if their life depended on it. Because one day, it might be the case.

"Little brother! You have no idea how much I wanted to meet you in person." Sinmara said after putting away her latest piece and her working clothes.

Her Forgemastering equipment was made from Surtr's scales not because a Dragon's hide offered more protection than a Phoenix's feathers so much as because Sinmara found it creepy wearing the magical equivalent of her own dead skin.

In a similar fashion, Surtr's working clothes were made of black feathers.

"Because I'm a new species and the first successful fusion between two Guardians' bloodlines?" He asked, feeling awkward for being half her size.

'Welcome to my world, beanpole.' Solus said with a sneer.