Ayra, now clad in S-Grade Crystal Gloves that seemed to absorb light and hum with raw, unyielding power, felt a surge of exhilaration.
Her earlier resentment towards Daniel had completely vanished, replaced by an overwhelming sense of gratitude and a primal urge to test her new toys.
She flexed her hands, and a small, almost imperceptible shockwave emanated from her gauntlets, making the ground tremble beneath her feet.
"Vance, you magnificent weirdo!" she roared, her voice laced with pure joy.
"These gloves are insane! I feel like I could punch a hole through the entire Taiji Basin!
You've officially earned my eternal, axe-wielding loyalty! And maybe even a slight reduction in bathroom-related threats!"
Daniel just chuckled, his own S-Grade Flying Cloud Mystic Bow now glowing softly in his hand.