Not everyone had received Metal Bracers.
In fact, most hadn't.
The majority of these bracers landed before students in the Aether Class, while only a small handful reached students from the Wyrd Class. The pattern was hard to ignore.
Two students, in particular, received full arm-length bracers—polished steel that extended from wrist to elbow, heavier and thicker than the others.
One was Leon and the other was Varnok.
The rest received smaller ones—half-arm bracers, lighter but still demanding.
Ashok glanced down at the ground near his feet.
But there was nothing.
A quiet sigh of relief escaped him in his mind, internally he had already lit a candle of gratitude.
Because he knew exactly what those bracers were made of.
Tricelium.
One of the most abundant metals in the known world… and the Heaviest.