Kael's jaw tightened. He hated admitting flaws in something he built. Not because he was proud, because flaws got you killed in this place.
He still wanted to prove himself, thought that what he created mattered, that it had substance. It was a life-saving item that brought him all the way here. But the words just spoken about the Fist King made him hesitate being proud. After all, someone like the Fist King was unable to progress further. And he was far stronger than Kael ever thought possible, so what right does Kael has to, to be proud?
"I see your point," Kael said as he raised the gauntlets, "I've realized that it has versatility, but it's lacking in terms of application."
Andre leaned forward slightly, slightly impressed by the 'humbleness of this climber. Still, his eyes were narrowing like he was looking at a failure he could already predict.
"It's slow…" Andre said.
"Yes, painfully so, when I need to swap out the runes." Kael replied.
