The journey to work on who she was and would be, other than just the person training guards or helping healers, was not exactly what Su expected to be.
She hadn't planned for real to be sitting here with the wandering blacksmith, sharing her mana and giving pointers on the next set he was redesigning for her.
She hadn't expected that he would have her holding small bits of metal and salts he was adding to the crucible as he smelted the connecting parts.
She didn't even expect to be the one allowing her mana to bleed in to the inks used to paint on the rune formations he would then carve over.
The entire process that she had been working with felt like she was something just there rather than actually helping. Especially when it came to the fact that she was not the front-running actor in the creation of her armor.
She was the support.
