C440 Body Pattern

Chu Yan often practiced with the Stone Golems while inside the temporal prison, so he knew them like the back of his hand. Yet, he had never seen one covered in powder before. "How odd," he mused as he approached one and prodded its face. To his astonishment, his finger sank into the golem's visage without resistance, as if poking into soft snow, albeit not as cold.

"Hmm?" Chu Yan blinked