???
A look of surprise flashed across Caelan's face.
"No, wait a minute," he muttered inwardly. "Master Ironhand… didn't you say that you have principles that you must adhere to? That there are certain things you would never compromise on?"
Yet here he was, visibly shaken by something as minor as a single Mana Ore core.
Tsk tsk. Such wavering in your willpower and principles! Only a single Mana Ore core, and yet you falter so easily… If I were to give you a thousand of these, would you not leap for joy?
Despite the elation he felt inside, Caelan's exterior remained remarkably composed. He masked his excitement behind an air of calm, carefully measured detachment.
"Very well, then," Caelan said smoothly. "In that case, Master Ironhand, perhaps you could outline your enhancement plan for us?"
Ironhand's gaze, sharp and unwavering, never left the Mana Ore core resting in Caelan's hand.
