With that, Malatel used the Obsidian Club to chop and slash, but the Rattan Armor remained without a scratch. He then cautiously hacked with a Bronze Axe, leaving only slight marks on the Rattan Armor. Finally, he stabbed with a Copper Spear, the tip went through some of the natural gaps in the Rattan Armor without causing any damage to the armor itself.
Xiulote approached for a closer look and saw the Rattan Armor was tightly woven. The old vines were dark yellow with a hint of brown, and the natural gaps between the vines were only the size of rice grains. The skilled movements of the Master Craftsman generated a breeze, and a faint smell of fish oil met the face, evidently long-soaked.
The youth watched for a moment and then asked with keen suspicion.
"Malatel, why didn't you chop down with full strength with the Bronze Axe? Also, how does this type of armor fare against arrows?"