Mira also realized something in that moment. "Did you offer me sponsorship because you wanted to find a way to make yourself stronger via eating equipment?"
Her tone was accusatory as she narrowed her eyes at Cain. Feeling awkward, Cain didn't dare meet her eyes as treating a blacksmiths gear as consumables was probably highly disrespectful to them.
Mira's gaze lingered on Cain for a long moment before her expression shifted from accusation to something far sharper. It was not anger in her eyes but an intensity that made Cain feel like he was under a smith's hammer.
"You can really eat equipment," Mira said at last, her voice low but laced with curiosity. She reached into the air beside her, her hand disappearing into the faint shimmer of her magic storage. "I want to see this with my own eyes."
