Naturally, rushing into the workshop became the next order of business after hearing the dwarf’s triumphant declaration.
However, how come the same cadets were trying to rush out just as fast?
Well, who wouldn’t attempt to do so when someone was inadvertently signing them up for an extremely optional activity of being chased by what could potentially be a deadly beam served with a side of hearty laughter?
In hindsight, they probably should’ve seen it coming the moment Cece put her goggles on, but by then it was already too late.
"INCOMIIIIIIIING!"
The dwarf planted her feet firmly against the ground as she held up a suspiciously black piece of ore with her spiritual tendrils. The stance alone was enough to send alarm bells ringing through several people’s heads, especially when they noticed she was aiming it directly toward one of the reinforced workshop walls.
"Now duck!" she hollered excitedly.
The cadets—particularly one blonde whose eyes widened into saucers as he finally understood what was about to happen and that he was directly in the line of fire—panicked.
"—ACK!"
Ollie practically threw himself against Kyle, dropping into a crouch while flattening his hair antenna with both hands in a desperate attempt to protect it. A brilliant beam of light shot over his head the very next second and slammed directly into the mounted target on the far wall.
It all happened so fast.
One moment they were standing and discussing and the next moment there was simply a gaping hole.
"..."
"..."
The target had effectively ceased to exist, and everyone found themselves staring at the damage while the workshop calmly informed them:
[DAMAGE DETECTED.]
[INITIATING SELF-REPAIRING PROCEDURES.]
The wall immediately began repairing itself.
Meanwhile, Cece looked entirely too pleased.
"Pretty nifty if I do say so myself!"
Surprisingly, Luca was the first to recover from the demonstration, though not because he was looking at the hole that on most normal occasions would’ve had him scrambling.
"Woah! The ore!"
His voice immediately drew everyone’s attention elsewhere.
"It doesn’t look burnt anymore?!"
The others followed his gaze and found themselves staring at the very same piece of ore that Cece had been holding earlier.
"!!!"
"Hic—!"
The blonde was so shocked he practically hiccupped at the sight, because he was certain that at no point had Auntie Cece switched what she was holding.
And yet the ore currently resting in her hands looked nothing like the charcoal-like lump he could’ve sworn she’d been handling only moments ago.
The blackened mass was gone.
In its place was something that shimmered with a familiar radiance.
The same luminous shine that had first attracted them to the material now danced across its surface, making it difficult to believe that the two objects had ever been one and the same.
"Is it...?"
"You’re definitely seeing right." The dwarf tilted her head proudly, a slow smirk forming as she said, "This thing here happens to be a very, very expensive sponge."
"Huh?" Kyle frowned. "A sponge?"
But before the dwarf could answer, from the side, quite literally scrambling out from Xavier’s protective hold, was Luca. He seemed to’ve come to a sudden yet extremely important realization as he practically screeched, "An energy sponge!"
Cece pointed at him and burst into laughter. "HAHAHA! Exactly!"
Ollie wanted to say no.
Very much so.
Though more importantly, if this were really the case... then would this still be considered a peace offering to Owen, or maybeeee a very expensive, albeit cute curse?

Haaah.


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