After breakfast was finished, Leon, Seraphine, and Ira set out toward their destination, Leon leading the way.
Ira looked completely different in her new armor — the set he'd given her had transformed her presence entirely, the fit precise and the styling carrying the same confidence that Archon Vyra's had. Seraphine's armor was the one she'd had before, though Leon kept noticing it was a noticeably higher-quality piece than what most people walked around in. She'd selected it herself from the substantial collection of treasures the seventh supreme leader of the Middle Domain — little Isabella — had gifted Leon some time ago.
It was rare-ranked, increasing strength and speed both, the colors running in a mix of red and black that suited her features well. No fire enchantment like Vyra's — he hadn't had a fire-element option in that particular rarity tier — but the quality matched regardless, built for raw capability rather than aesthetics that happened to also look good.
