Starting after lunch and working until sunset, Randall finally finished the piece.
It was a sleek, silvery-white Gauntlet that could encase Randall's right hand and extend all the way to his elbow.
It was seamless, without any unnecessary decoration, but it wasn't plain. Instead, it had a simple, elegant beauty.
Whether it offered any protection was beside the point. That wasn't important.
The main thing came down to one word: cool!
Still, forging this thing only brought Randall halfway to his goal.
The next step was the most crucial one.
If it worked, he would truly have succeeded.
If it didn't, all his previous work would have been for nothing.
At this point, even Randall couldn't help getting nervous.
He took a deep breath, then brought out the ball of red light.
Now came the moment to witness a miracle~
Randall reached out and pressed the ball of red light against the Gauntlet.
The next second, bloody light blazed, bathing the entire room in crimson.
At the sight, Randall felt delighted rather than alarmed.
A reaction was good! No reaction was what I was afraid of!
Perhaps the red light needed an object to hold it, or perhaps the Gauntlet had some connection to it because it had been forged from the previous blade.
Whatever the reason, the red light and the Gauntlet fused together just like that.
The red light gradually seeped into the Gauntlet like liquid.
As the final drop of red light seeped in, the crimson glow suddenly flared, then abruptly contracted.
The room returned to its previous colors.
Randall looked closely. The Gauntlet had changed.
Patterns resembling blood-red brambles now crawled across its formerly silvery-white surface. They were somewhat eerie, but more than anything, they lent it a noble beauty.
In short, it looked even cooler