Planning

"I guess I'll just ask my maids," 

… 

"Do you know what it is?" I asked my maids, who intently stared at the giant black ball, which I assumed to be some sort of monster core. 

That was the only thing I could hypothesize. 

"It's… a material which we could definitely use to make good armor… but what it is? I don't really know," 

Even my maids were confused, so I decided to let this thing sit at the edge of the camp, only to be watched by a few guards as I still didn't trust it. 

It kind of looked like the same material which made the armor for the dark elves, so I was still very wary. 

Didn't want something like that going on a rampage in the midst of our camp. Everything would have to be rebuilt, and that would just be a pain in the ass. 

… 

A few more days passed, and the recon corps had come back completely untouched nor shaken, meaning they completed their task without much trouble.