Chrysalis

Titus didn't wait for the Legionaries to answer and immediately started calling names, lining everyone up before him in name order. The young soldiers were so accustomed to following his orders that doing as he said was almost instinctual.

In the dim light the commander looked as impressive as always. His solid frame and clear eyes were reassuring to everyone in the Legion, even if they didn't know how to feel about it at the time.

Once everyone was lined up appropriately Titus raised his voice to address them.

"Ladies and Gentlemen of the Legion!" he smiled at them warmly, a rare sight indeed, "welcome! You have endured the pain and come through the other side. It is time to add the finishing touches to your induction as full Legionaries".

He turned and gestured to the armoured suits that lined the walls. "What see here is more Legionary tech developed thousands of years ago during the Rending. Magical theory was highly advanced at that time and in their desperation the creators of the Legion experimented with hundreds of different ways to increase their strength to defeat the monsters and preserve the light of civilisation. The Baptism you endured is one such technique, these suits of armour are another".

He walked towards the nearest suit and knocked against the melded steel and stone plate. A hard clang rang out, ringing in the air. The armour was massive and bulky, impossibly so. Even Titus, as powerful and broad as he was, looked like he would struggle to move when weighed down by the sheer mass of the suit.

Donnelan in particular was confused. He was a mage, used to wearing only light leather armour. Anything heavier would reduce his mobility to the point where it would be difficult for him to impact the battlefield where and when he was needed. The Legion didn't subscribe to the 'soft' mage approach of cloth armour and little combat training. Some forces preferred to have their mages spend all of their time in study. The Legion took a different approach and Donnelan had been forced to endure harsh physical training, maintain his own leather armour and equipment as well as learning how to defend himself with his staff or even bare hands.

But surely they wouldn't expect him to clunk around like a turtle inside one of these things?!

"This is Abyssal Armour" announced Titus, a touch of reverence coming through in his tone, "Even now we struggle to reproduce the incredible level of craftsmanship that was achieved during the Cataclysm but these suits have been made right here in Raileh".

There was unmistakable pride at that announcement. Was this Abyssal armour really that special? The former trainees stared hard at the oversized suits and struggled to see the value in them.

shake his head. It was hard to understand just what the Abyssal Armour could do until you'd experienced it for yourself. He didn't blame them too much for looking

out the suits we have a little item on the agenda that needs to be taken care of

went wide eyed at this. Class

stupid" Titus laughed, "I'll ask you to step forward one at a time and we will enact the change. I'll

the first person to step forward and soon after the soft glow of the class change radiated from that persons frame. Titus pointed to one of the suits and

Donnelan's turn

it's fine" Titus smiled

eyed the commander. It was rare to see the grizzled veteran in such a good mood. "I'm not done with current class though Commander" he said, "is it really proper for me to change right

"You'll understand in

a hand to place it on his shoulder. As soon as he did so Donnelan

to change class

What?!

a brief moment. The Abyssal Legion was actually a class within the system itself?! This was almost unheard of…. The cases where the system actually changed to recognise organisations that existed in the world were so

Donnelan hastily confirmed his choice. To inherit such a rare and unique class, who wouldn't be

over his mind as the system imparted new knowledge and skills to him along with his new class and Titus directed him to stand

shocked, Donnellan stumbled over to his designated armour. As he approached it he could see it was built lighter and more slim than the other designs, clearly more mobile and manoeuvrable that the more

Or… could he?

undertook the class change, Donnelan was able to absorb more of the knowledge being fed into his

to shock him. This wasn't armour! This was a priceless masterpiece! The enchantments, the crystal filament wires, the incredible alloys that made up the