The wind blew his hair back, turning it into a flowing river of black.
Cain sucked in a deep breath, filling his lungs with the cold air.
The {Argent} let out a screech that cut through the night like a sharp fang.
The distant moon bathed the land below a soft silver. Yet, the darkness was oppressive, shrouding everything like a cloak.
Cain muttered to himself,
"There's certainly been an improvement."
After the Second Trial, he had decided to come out here to perform a few tests.
The first and only test he had performed for the moment, was a test to observe the changes {Divine Essence of Metallurgy} had endured.
The changes were distinct and rather significant.
For one, the very nature of the skill had undergone a few adjustments.
Not only had he able to create constructs from concentrated metal attribute mana, he could also control any object or material with metallic properties.
