He lifted it and placed it over his face. It stayed in place without straps or bindings, almost like it was meant to fuse with him.
He waited a moment, expecting discomfort. None came. Breathing was easy, vision was clear.
It was as if the mask wasn't even there, yet he knew its presence would hide him from prying eyes.
[Ranking Board will open in 58 minutes.]
[You will be able to choose a new nickname after the Ranking Board opens.]
"Good," he muttered. "That gives me time to move before the board appears."
Isaac opened the Special Shop again.
He had more than enough "currency" to spend, but the instinct to hoard remained.
Until a few weeks ago, he had been a money grubber, counting every Obol. That habit wasn't something he could shake easily.
His eyes lingered on clothes with defense stat.
For a moment, he considered it.
But after a breath, he closed the option.
