The alchemy guild workshop hums with the sound of arcane machinery as runes shimmer across glowing conduits.
Vuvi stands proudly over Pip's completed body, wiping sweat from her brow with the back of her glove. "Synchronization complete. Frequencies are holding steady. We did it!"
Raenly grins, dusting his hands off against his trousers. "I can't believe it. It's... perfect."
They exchange a triumphant high-five, palms cracking together with a sharp clap~.
Raenly sighs wistfully, looking down at Pip's divine chassis. "There's no way I could've come up with something like this."
Vuvi turns to him, arching an eyebrow.
"Doesn't mean you're the better inventor. I'm just biding my time. I'll outshine him." Raenly smirks, arms crossing.
Vuvi claps him on the back hard enough to make him wobble on his feet. "If anyone can beat me, Mystbern, it's you. I look forward to seeing you try."
