Matthew woke up to Ffyr chatting loudly by his side. He opened his eyes to see Sarah sitting on his computer chair and Ffyr on his bed, but talking loudly on purpose.
The fairy was telling his sister all that happened on Nuilynn. The war, the fighting, the Sif, the beach.
Sarah had a smile on her face while listening to everything as if it were a huge epic from an old fantasy book picturing the elegant dresses, the exuberant armors and everything else.
"Look!" Ffyr said, taking a little spin, showing off the clothes she got from the elves.
"This is so cool!" Sarah exclaimed, touching the fabric and studying the seams. "And so well done."
"You should see Matt's armor! Hey, get up!" Ffyr poked Matthew. "Show her the armor Lynn gave you!"
Matthew groaned in protest, but obliged. He got up and, using his Shadow Form skill to take off his items from his Inventory, shaped the red dragon scale armor around his body.
