The night outside was dark when Seth returned to his Batcave with a new plan in mind. With some of Al'Zalsa's advice, he was sure that he would succeed. The first step was making the actual armor. Seth had 40 pieces of ice troll leather but only need 2 for the part of the armor.
For the torso, he made a long brigantine using the untreated troll leather as a base and fixing hardened reinforced plates on top of it. A pair of streamlined pauldrons made of reinforced leather for the shoulders.
The leg guards were also a mix of soft and hardened troll leather, just like the boots. Evee had a circlet similar to Seth's as headgear and he wanted to make her a pair of gauntlets separately.
Aside from these, he finished a complete armor set from only leather. This came not without benefits as his level up to lv. 8 halfway through. As it was the armor gave resistance to cold and an increased HP regeneration. But this was only the beginning.
In the next step, Seth brought out the big soul that was dropped by the ice troll leader. This would be the centerpiece in this project. He followed the advice of the sorceress by creating the whole armor as a set similar to his Wyvern Set.
This meant that he now stretched away sections of the soul to get a piece for every part of the armor. He proceeded to use to recreate a partial soul armament for the brigantine, the two pauldrons, two leg guards, and the pair of boots.
He enchanted these soul armaments only with size adjustment to leave enough mana for the effects of the armor once it turned undead.
After infusing these armaments and dipping them in the waters of Styx to affix the souls, he took a break and went to the cafeteria for a meal. There was a notification, but Seth was too tired to listen to it. The fatigue had caught up and hunger plagued him.
The cafeteria was empty. This was not new. Since people started going to the dungeons, he met them less often. The kitchen was empty. This was weird.
"Minas Mar, what time is it?"
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"5 am, Master."
Seth had totally lost his perception of time as he was crafting away on Evee's armor. Of course, everything was empty. Everyone was asleep in their beds. Seth returned to his workshop and gobbled up a bunch of rations from his inventory.
Seth liked good food, but he was not a picky eater. He also drank a stamina potion to shoo the fatigue away. He wanted to finish the armor in one go.
Looking at the armor he found that the notification was about the synergy of the troll leather and the troll soul. This mix of a rare soul with its own rare material led to additional effects that were nothing to scoff at.
But he was not done yet. Kept pumping 20 small and another 2 medium-sized troll souls into the set until the effects stopped increasing.
Seth looked at the changes blinking. It had worked and became even better than expected. Durability had turned into health and regenerated at an alarming rate if damage was taken. It was a shame that the weakness had increased, but the additional skill made it worth it.
Now dying and becoming an Undead came with a 15% boost in defense, attack, and health. Maybe Evee could take a necromancer class as a secondary class?
It was closing in at 6 am. Seth put the finished armor on a stand and went back to his private quarters to sleep.. He found Mina sleeping in his bed and snuggled up to her, immediately falling asleep.
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