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"Brawen."

Vespera's mother calls Brawen inside after a hard day's work, the Black Bat mobile hangar stops in a tranquil forest.  Brawen followed her into the study, where she displayed all kinds of experimental specimens, artifacts or antiquities.  First, his foot tripped on the doorstep, painfully.  The old woman no longer took him by the hand like a three-year-old child.

"Sit down."  The old woman invited Brawen to sit, he sat down on the ground, heat radiated in front of him.  He was probably sitting across from her potion stove.

"Brawen, it's time you learned how to protect yourself."  The old woman spoke very slowly.

"What do you mean?"  Brawen wondered.

“If you just use your appearance to frighten the enemy or the enemy, it's useless.  You will be like slime Mud, with no attack power, only mimicking your appearance to frighten your enemies.”

"So what do you think?"

“Make

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