Mortefi

Mortefi’s lab, filled with a faint hum of machinery.You places a case on the table, revealing radiant Echo fragments and a rare, shimmering shard wrapped in cloth. Mortefi examining the materials, his tone calm but impressed. Pristine specimens. This shard’s resonance - unlike anything I’ve seen. With these, progress is inevitable. Excellent work, friend. If you keep this up, I might just admit you’re more useful than my equipment. A rare smirk flickers across his face.