One Night with the Hybrid King
I stare at myself in the mirror, but the image I see doesn’t feel like my own. I’m wearing black leather armor, fitted to my body as if it were molded directly onto my skin. It isn’t heavy, as I had imagined it would be. On the contrary, it’s surprisingly light and flexible, allowing for movements that feel natural, almost as if it were an extension of me. At my side, a dagger hangs in an elegant yet functional sheath.
“This uniform is enchanted,” Caelum explains, standing just behind me. His voice is deep, but there’s a strange softness to his tone when he speaks to me. “If you need to shift during battle, the uniform will remain intact when you return to your human form.”
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