Its early morning of the next day Zytaira is in the same guard room she was in before with her sister asleep in the room she keeps channeling her magic to her right arm or where her right arm should be anyway.

"Come on, work!" Zytaira says annoyed and immediately looks at her sister to check she didnt wake her, she didnt

"I should quieten down, I don't want to wake her up shes worried as is" Zytaira says and lets out a sigh and looks at her right arms cut off point

"The whole arm was taken, as much as I hate the fucker he got me good, my respect goes to him where ever his soul went" Zytaira says

"Just keep trying" Zytaira says to herself as she channels more magic to her right arms cut off point when she feels the phantom pain change

"What the fuck? That feels different, more.... natural? Whats happening? I can feel my arm... more than before almost move it myself as if its still there along with every bit of muscle control as normal..." Zytaira says

She begins to channel even more magic into the cut off point and a magical arm begins to form its slightly see through and looks quite natural almost like an actual arm.

"No fucking way!" Zytaira says not believing her eyes as she moves her arm around

"Zytaira..." Zytairas sister says as she wakes up and as she opens her eyes she sees zytairas new magically made arm

"Wait how the fuck did y-" The sister gets cut off

"Uneira, calm down im freaking out as well and your definitely not helping" Zytaira says looking at her new arm

"R-right sorry Zytaira" Uneira says

"Its alright Uneira, its a shock for me as well" Zytaira says naturally putting her new arm on Uneiras shoulder

"It feels so real" Uneira says looking at it

"Its so natural, it feels like my actual arm" Zytaira says happily but the arm starts to fade

"No! Dammit NO!" Zytaira shouts

"Zytaira calm down, its magic, do you have much magic left after trying to make this?" Uneira asks

"Oh right" Zytaira says facepalming with her fading arm before it disappears

"When your magic comes back you'll be able to have that arm again" Uneira says smiling at her sister

Zytaira sighs then smiles at her sister.

"Indeed, though there has to be some alternative and one that takes less magic, a question for someone far smarter than me" Zytaira says with a little laugh

"Dont sell yourself short Zytaira, you may be the first to do this and can help others have a magical limb now" Uneira says

"True though the idea wasn't mine, I must thank laraka for that one but for now im going to rest, that took more out of me than I thought" Zytaira says yawning

"I'll go tell Laraka of this progress you just rest" Uneira says getting up

"Alright" Zytaira says as she lays down and falls asleep

Uneira walks out the room and scans the castle for where Laraka is and she finds hes at the training area for the guards.

"I should have guessed that" Uneira says to herself as she teleports there

Laraka is there training some soldiers there and his training is unforgiving and hard, they are pitted against every kind of situation pushed to its limits to make them the best soldiers they can be. Laraka senses Uneira and looks over.

"Zytairas sister correct? What brings you here?" Laraka asks

"Its Uneira and well you gave her the idea of using magic to regain her arm, she managed it, its not her true arm but definitely an arm she can have for till her magic runs out and it seemed to be as natural as her actual arm" Uneira says

"Incredible, the snag of it being magically made rather than being around all the time is a bit hard to work around though" Laraka says

"Indeed" Uneira says

"Regardless someone may get a new idea for new limbs, maybe someone with a different perspective, If shes awake when you get back tell her that I will have something to talk to her about" Laraka says

"Shes sleeping currently I think the releif combined with the hours of using magic took the rest of her energy" Uneira says

"Alright, well when she wakes tell her" Laraka says

Uneira nods and teleports away.

Laraka sees some of the soldiers armour is a bit broken.

"Hey why are yours armours damaged?" Laraka asks

The soldiers look at him.

"Some of us havent exactly had the chance to have them be repaired yet, cykart has been busy with others" One soldier says

"Alright get some more armour out of the armory if theres anything left after the battle and I'll get the armour to cykart so he has it there for when he finishes with the others" Laraka says

The soldiers nod and teleport their currrent armour off and something from the armory on as Laraka picks up the damaged armour and teleports to Cykarts blacksmith shop.

"Hello Cykart" Laraka says

Cykart turns around from what hes working on.

"Ah Laraka what can I do for you?" Cykart says

"Some damaged guard armour from the castle, mentioned you were backed up after the battle" Laraka says

"You dont know the half of it, the other great smith of our kingdom was killed in the valley city and other smiths here are backed up as well and im a bit slower than I used too be due to a small accidant with my assistant" Cykart says

"Accident? What happened?" laraka asks as he puts the armour with some other damaged armour

"I was working on some geirniam and you know it needs magic to be forged so thats where the assistant came in given I have no magic myself but he went to fight as well and when he came back he insisted on helping forge the geirnian and said he would have enough magic to complete it before running out" Cykart says

"Ill take the logical leap and say he didn't" Laraka says

"Indeed" Cykart says and holds up his left hand which is now a metal hand

"It took my hand, when the magic ran out it sharpened and chopped it right off" Cykart says

Larakas eyes widen.

"Does that hand actually move?" Laraka asks

"Not for me but my assistant pointed out that someone with magic could likely make it move by attaching nerve endings to it but I have my own work around with that, I can lock the hand up in a certain way to hold something so I've got a hell of a grip" Cykart says with a small laugh

"Cykart your idea here with the hand may actually help quite a few people including someone I know" Laraka says

"How so?" Cykart asks

"Estimated limb loss of the battle penned about 167 thousand soldiers lose some part of their limb if not the whole thing, with a metal limb replacement along with magic or locking their hand up in some way they could hold a blade again or do more things they could do previously with this" Laraka says

"Oh, I want to help but well you see how backed up I am here" Cykart says

"Yes but if a few conjurers are brought in they can follow your instructions or you could train more blacksmiths" Laraka says

"Hmm good point" Cykart says

"I'll try to arrange for some conjurers to come in if you think you can get them to help" Laraka says

"I can" Cykart says

"Then I'll have them come in if I can" Laraka says as he teleports back to the castle and knocks on the door to the room Zytairas in

"Come in!" Zytairas voice calls out

Laraka walks in.

"Oh I was just about to come find you Laraka" Uneira says

"Good timing then but I said I need to speak with zytaira and I have mroe to speak of now" Laraka says and he looks at Zytaira

"What do you need to talk about?" Zytaira asks

"Well what I was originally going to talk about was since you are able to have a magical arm, I am putting together a small army of elite warriors per the kings request, there will be extreme training but if you feel up for it I'd be glad to have you" Laraka says

"One condition, Uneira joins as well" Zytaira says

"How did you-" Uneira gets cut off

"You were angry with yourself you were there for me in the battle you would have asked yourself" Zytaira says

"True" Uneira says

Laraka looks at Uneira.

"How well can you fight?" Laraka asks

"Me and my sister trained a lot together, she has a slight edge on me more so nwo that shes seen true full combat but we were more or less equals" Uneira says

"Fine, now to the other matter I came to speak off" Laraka says and he looks at Uneira

"I know the magic arm isn't permanent but it seems Cykart made an alternative" Laraka says

"What alternative?" Zytaira asks hopeful

"A metal arm, one that even without magic you can hold something in like a shield but with magic it can be moved around like an actual arm apparently" Laraka says

"Amazing" Zytaira says

"Im getting conjurers to go to him and aid him with repairs and construction of the new limbs for those who need them, he and every other blacksmith are a bit overworked currently" Laraka says

"When we arent training me and Uneira can go, Uneira's main magic is conjuration, while mine is matter manipulation" Zytaira says

"Both would help alot plus you can use the conjuration as well, more taxing for you but helpful regardless" laraka says

The three talk a bit more about the training they will go through and Laraka leaves to get more conjurers to be able to help.

"Seems Geirlanth will have its elite warriors... Your terror will end Keireen and this world will be free of you forever" Laraka says