Shrekreh: *rolls her eyes then pushes away the snout of Rakaerum* Rrrr… I have already waited years. I want my protection. *she then grins and looks up as Raim holds up the gloves, which have finally cooled down* Now?
Raim: *tests the feel of the metal. He then shakes his head* Just a few more adjustments, small one. *he walks over to another workbench and then grabs a screwdriver. Soon enough, he begins to quickly adjust and tighten a few of the ligaments that hold the gloves together*