Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-4211788-20170129233222/@comment-4211788-20170201104004

Hiero carried an enraged expression on his face, but knew that entering combat over something so petty was pointless.

The monk creates a small orb with his hands as he concentrates the power of the shard of Spirits. Keeping up with his promise, he seeks to give the heroes armor and weapons more suited to amp their abilities in battle.

"At the request of everyone, including you Taura. The shard has granted me abilities to make your group finer craft and armor. At your request, I am here to assist. Merely just hand me your preexisting weapons and armor and I'll work with them. Greigor's soul offers powers of enhanced defense and opposition." The monk's power orb breaks into a ray of light affecting all heroes surrounding him.

The heroes would feel a jump in their endurance and will feel slightly stronger, much more capable to do things, the ray would also effectively heal them of any injuries or pain.

"I will not let you rot to Malwrath.." The monk says somberly.

With the rush of energy and strength Hiero instantly feels rejuvinated with no pain across his body from their previous battle with Greigor. Hiero looks toward his team briefly before placing his sword and daggers into the hands of Numen. Numen alters and embeds his sword with lava edges, sharpens the blade, and makes the hilt sturdier. The sword feels lighter, yet stronger than it's ever been before. As for Hiero's daggers, they were altered into curved shotels, sharpened and ready for combat. He then blesses the hawk with stronger shoulder blades, knee guards, combat leggings, and a reinforced vest.

Decked out with new armor and weapons, Hiero spins his sword into a new sheathe on his back.

Numen then stares at the other heroes, with open hands and a ray of light surrounding him.