Ho'olheyak needed to remove her complicated equipment in order to undergo her operator's entry medical examination. She also had to hand it over to the Engineering Department for routine checks. First came the exoskeleton on her back. The dull thud it made upon touching the ground attested to its weight. It was a prototype developed by Raythean Industries, an exoskeleton weighing a hefty 95 kilograms. She had to employ Originium Arts to make it float; otherwise, she had no hope of donning it. The exoskeleton carried an Arts amplification device and possessed some offensive capabilities in close combat. The boxes on their sides contained various necessities. Though it might seem cumbersome in certain situations, most of the time it provided more assistance than a hindrance. What was even more important was that it was modeled after the 'wings' of the ancestral 'K'uk'ulkan.' Her parents and ancestors all possessed a pair of these 'wings,' made from the sturdiest materials of their time. She couldn't possibly remove hers. Next was the outer coat. This coat had been recently refurbished and used a new type of fiber developed by Volvort Kochinski, acquired through Maylander connections. Like the impenetrable skin of the K'uk'ulkan bloodline, the material of this outer coat was resistant to conventional weaponry. She carefully detached the tubes connecting the outer coat and exoskeleton. These tubes circulated different fluids in various situations—nutrient solution, emergency medicine, and so forth. The K'uk'ulkan were powerful and solitary; she also had to be capable of handling most dangers alone. Lastly, there was the staff. The Arts Unit came from a secret laboratory beneath the Maylander Foundation, customized to complement her Arts. She delicately removed a small box from the top of the staff. She didn't care whether Rhodes Island could steal the Maylander technology contained in the staff, but within this tiny box lay centuries of K'uk'ulkan history. 'Wings,' 'skin,' 'solitude'—these were their burdens, but also their pride. They believed that when they shed these false adornments, it marked the moment they returned to the most primal state of the K'uk'ulkan. And now, in an empty room, she stared at the box in her hand for a long time until an HR operator called her name. After a moment of contemplation, she didn't put the box away; instead, she pressed it into the outer coat and walked out of the room.