Abel threw away all the knight's clothes off of White Cloud. He didn't have the slightest intention of touching what a mad knight wore. He wasn't like Frankenstein. He never thought about stripping things off someone's living body with telekinesis.
There was something quite fine, though. He honestly liked the golden quality armor. He didn't care about the traits it possessed. All he did was throw the armor into his ring. Something happened when he tried, though. The power of the Will was intercepted by a divine force when he placed the armor in.
"It's a legendary item?"