Having struck the solid, unyielding body, Liam knew exactly what he was up against. His system confirmed his thoughts instantly with a flickering notification, but the reality of it was far more jarring than the data. It was undeniably strange; of all the mages they had fought against in the past, none possessed a metallic body like this. It didn't feel like a temporary spell or a localized enhancement. It wasn't just a layer of armor; it felt as if the man's very atoms had been rearranged into something cold and industrial.
"Just what is going on?" Liam muttered, his voice tight with frustration.
