45. Alone, but far from disarmed.

After talking with Micah for awhile, silver lets him leave. Starting yet another all nighter project. Silver takes different pieces of armor from the vehicles, using her talent, she slowly forms cuirasses for everyone, using a design of her imagination, fitting small scale like pieces together, making the entire piece flexible whilst providing better defense than the average tier 1 city blacksmiths cuirass pieces. To make so many various sized ones, takes silver several hours. Midnight comes and whilst the last few start fitting the last pieces, silver works on developing new weapons, swords, shields, a massive great axe for Micah, a lightning staff, covered in tiny runes, shimmering with a deep rich purple mana, empowering the staff, and runes, a small wand, coppery in color, etched with its own set of runes, granting it power as well, a set of dual swords, a matching pair, covered in runes from tip to hilt. Each piece has a simple but recognizable stamp, an armored fox. A mark of her own to be brandished in the future. All of this continues into the early morning light. Just as everyone wakes, silvers throne room, and work room, opens, releasing a thick wave of her mana, flooding the small court yard between everyone's home, and standing in the doorway of this throne room? None other than Silver, a wild sleep deprived grin spread across her face. "Behold! The efforts of your King's diligent work! Gifts for each of your kings most trusted followers! Step forward and claim them!" Silver bellows, waving her hands dramatically, as her mana carries out nearly a dozen racks, each standing rack holding a custom made cuirass and weapon, only two look identical, only because of their roles, the shield bearers have matching shields, though they are both massive tower shields, they are quite light, having been made with hollow spaces, and using a reinforcing mesh instead of a single solid piece of armor. This method shaved off weight, while creating a shock absorbing surface to reduce impact fatigue on the wearer. The rest of the weapons and armors are similarly high quality. The group seeing this, step forward, micah instead of approaching the rack clearly intended for him, steps up to silver. "You spent all night working on this huh? Why?" He asks, as he looks down at her, his expression softening enough for even Silver's dense mind, can recognize it. "I made a promise of custom gear...This dungeon was a good reason to ensure everyone had all the boxes checked off, and besides I want to see if its possible to create our own gear, and make it sellable. If its better to just do the group or can I arm anyone who has enough coin." Silver shrugs before waving him off to go check out his set. The rest following suit, as they reach out to the armor, almost like its alive, it crawls onto them, the interlocking pieces shifting and rolling, until it covers them properly, locking in place with an audible 'clack!' This gains a few startled yelps from those who had tried to grab the armor first, getting a laugh from the sleep deprived Silver. "At least the smart armor feature works!" Silver states, gaining confused questions. "Smart armor? What have you created this time?!" The elderly swordswoman asked, her expression filled with apprehension. "I created easy to equip armor, its also just as easy to take off, or should be, tap the armored fox image, and pour some of your mana into, and it will free itself from you in seconds, or should anyway, I haven't had a lot of time to test every point of failure yet, but It works well enough for a good test run!" Silver says, giving a crazy smile, looking more like a mad scientist than an innocent four foot tall king. "Now, here's the deal...y'all will be going dungeon raiding on your own, with this, Tyr, and the stryker you should only have some difficulty, which will help you gain more understanding and combat experience. I hope all that are going to come back stronger, and excited for more. As for those too Old and frail, and those whom do not need to be in the dungeon, you are free to stay here, I am talking to you, mom and dad, and young Octavia? Olivia? Young miss O's mother, should stay here." Receiving nods of agreement from those mentioned specifically. Silver waves her hand spawning the stroller for the group to take. Tyr, shows up a moment later, trotting over to the group. "Tyr will guide you there, Micah you know how to drive it, you will be team lead, now any questions before you go?" Only to receive several hands in the air, gaining a sigh. "How do you know how to engrave runes? Isn't that an enchanter exclusive job? On top of that, how did you make amplifiers for lightning and fire? That would take an enchanter weeks to get both done!?" Silvers gets bombarded with questions from the triplets. But hearing the questions she doesn't mind appeasing their curiosity. " firstly the enchanter class is a single focus subclass, think of it like a master blacksmith who can do everything, but hated enchanting, so he hired and taught someone to strictly enchant, freeing up enchanting from the blacksmith. My class is that of creation, allowing me to enchant items, so long as I know the proper runes, and fill it with the right amount of mana, i spent hours working on and engraving each piece. Now as for how I know these runes, my job used to be armored carrier repairs, i saw a lot of runes carved into the panels, i got to studying them in like middle school? So i know most runes, and how to insert them. Others can premake the runes and have an enchanter activate them, but these are activated and of the best quality I can make. Since that is all of the questions answered, suit up and get going!" Silver says waving them off before finding a nearby table in the court yard, used for eating together, she drops down in the seat, looking exhausted. After some heart felt goodbyes, and an exchange of words, Micah and the other climb into the stroller, and peel out following behind Tyr, disappearing quickly. After a quick breakfast, those left behind disappear back indoors, whether to get some extra sleep or avoid the rising Sun, or just being too old to linger much outdoors. Silver is left alone, sitting in the open courtyard, soaking up the sunlight as she dozes lightly, seeming for the first time in awhile to have some cat like habits, like napping in warm sun patches. Only a few hours pass when an unfamiliar chuckle can be heard, coming from not that far away. Opening her eyes, Silver sees a fairly large group of Bounty hunter's roughly 30 from the appearance. "Ah, no need to wake up now! We were just about to haul ya off!" Hearing this, silver sighs, getting up and slowly stretching, earning several cat calls from the group, making her wrinkle her nose in disgust. 'Damn pigs, not even worth the bacon.' Silver thinks to herself as she takes a few steps, getting clear of the houses a bit and slowly drawing them more in the open as she talks. "Safe to assume you lot are here for My bounty Yea? Did you not investigate what happened to the last groups?" After the leader heard this a loud indignant snort can be heard behind her. "Do you really think people will believe you alone killed all of them, with just one arm at that! Your friends are gone, you're all alone, surrender peacefully and you'll be treated well until we drop you off!" The old bounter hunter declares, getting a loud cheer from the group. As if attempting to intimidate Silver. "Funny, I was going to offer a similar term of surrender, but seeing as I don't plan on leaving, you have two options now, leave or die...I don't much care which you choose." Silver declares, waving her hand, and as if it had been waiting for this command the city erupts with thick mana, the purple mana flooding the entire city, and filling the courtyard with a tremendous amount of mana, and silver adds to it, pouring her own mana out to join the city's mana, completely devouring the air around the group, making several already start choking and gasping for air that isn't there. And when the leader and the few stronger in the group realize this, they move to attack silver. Only to realize they made a huge error of judgment, their weapons dissolve in their hands, their armor following suit, as with all of this rich mana, Silver can command and absorb anything with ease, the reason she didn't use this to kill them? She likes playing with her kills sometimes. "I may be alone, and unarmed, but...I am far from disarmed, though you may have seen my people leaving, you failed to realize...THIS IS MY CITY!" With a roar of rage, silver moves, leaving whirlwinds within the mana as she nearly vanishes in it, before appearing at the back, among the group that had already nearly fainted from lack of air, slicing through their throats with swift motions, killing them near instantly before delving back in the mana, picking of the group, one at a time, even as they try fighting back, some try to run, only for silver to appear, slicing their throats from behind, her metal claws sharp and swift, its by this point that the leader though old realized silver isn't dome inexperienced kid, but a seasoned veteran, and the reports were at least in part true. Tries to beg, and bargain for his and his crew's lives, or what remains, but it all falls on deaf ears, silver's mercy already used up a long time ago. It takes less than ten minutes for silver to kill all of them. 'What a fool to think so lowly of his opponent.'