[Armsmistress]
First mention (by name): 6.67
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| 6.67 | Neither was Yvlon. But the woman was patiently bent over it, cleaning the bit of shaped metal of blood and grime with a cloth and some soap and water. She was also repairing the damage to the armor, her fingers pushing at the metal to repair a divot in it. The pauldron wasn’t exactly thin or weak, but the [Armsmistress]’s fingers moved the steel slowly and surely to true. |
| 6.67 | Yvlon dropped her plate. Ksmvr dove and caught it. Pisces stared. The [Armsmistress]’s gaze locked onto Pelico. |
| 6.67 | “That’s right. I’m an [Armsmistress] now. It healed my arms. And changed them into…” |
| 6.67 | “[Armsmistress]?” |
| 6.67 | After that, everyone turned to Yvlon. The [Armsmistress] smiled. |
| 6.67 | “I gained a new class. [Armsmistress].” |
| 6.67 | “Just [Armsmistress]?” |
| 6.67 | “There may be a few more words in there, Pelico. But just [Armsmistress] for now. I don’t know everything about my class, but I did change my [Crescent Cut] Skill. It’s now [Sword Art: Curve of the Moon].” |
| 6.67 | Tekshia hissed. She glared at Yvlon as the [Armsmistress] halted her blade and stared, wide-eyed at the damage she’d caused. Her Skill had extended the reach of her sword! |
| 6.67 | If Yvlon had been wearing her breastplate, it would have been a perfect fit. The [Armsmistress] regarded her hand, now a gauntlet, and held it out. Keldrass shook his head, but Ksmvr touched the arm softly. The woman looked around, a crooked smile on her face. |
| 6.67 | The [Armsmistress] joked weakly, but Ceria had seen her expression. |
| 6.67 | He began tickling her. Yvlon tried to pull away, but gently. Then she began laughing. And it was such a refreshing sound that Ceria joined right in. She tickled Yvlon’s sides—until the [Armsmistress] smacked her gently on the head. And ‘gently’ was something Yvlon had to get used to. |
| 6.67 | The [Armsmistress] met the Selphid’s gaze. |
| 7.13 K | The [Armsmistress] turned bright red. She tried to protest, but Disabella just laughed at her. She looked at Ceria and nodded. |
| 7.20 | And Yvlon would dig a latrine. Maybe Ksmvr could help with that; he was Antinium. The [Armsmistress] glanced about. |
| 7.20 | The [Armsmistress] critically examined the fire. She added some more wood, fearlessly inserting her hand into the fire. Because her hands and arms up to her shoulder weren’t flesh. |
| 7.20 | The [Armsmistress] looked up. Ceria held up something. Her bag of holding. |
| 7.20 | Ceria smiled at the [Armsmistress]. Pisces handed a bowl of food over. |
| 7.20 | She looked at Yvlon. And that was why she liked Ceria. The [Armsmistress] half-rose. |
| 7.20 | “Yvlon Byres, [Armsmistress]. My arms are recent too.” |
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