>>5481867"I like those." You say as you take the Gauntlets of Power. They don't feel very heavy for their size.
Your father smiles at your choice. "I knew it! You do have my tastes after all. Go ahead and try those."
"Can I?" You ask, knowing you will anyway.
For a second, you think about removing your own gauntlets, but then you realize that the relics you're holding weren't made with women's hands in mind.
Under the watchful eye of your father, you don the Gauntlets of Power over your own.
The effect is instant. A warm energy spreads through your body, making you feel completely revitalized, and then goes even further.
By the time the effect wears off, the weight of your weapons and armor seem like a little nuisance.
Moving your fingers slowly, you feel that nothing can stop you.
"Amazing, right?" Your Father asks you.
You nod, somewhat taken by the experience. "It is always so?"
"No, only the first time." He explains to you, before looking into your eyes, the sudden seriousness of him taking you by surprise. "Try not to use them too much. Remember, a weapon is only as good as the person carrying it. If you start to depend on them they will weaken you instead of strengthening you."
"I will remember Father." You say honestly. You have rarely seen him so serious about something, even less directed at you.
"I know you will, honey." It doesn't take long for your father to hold you tight against his chest with his free hand, in a farewell hug that continued for a long time.
