Sun Xun lifted his arm, it was now covered with armor. It shined against the lamp's light in the room. He could practically see his own face.
His head was also protected. The helmet looked like a qilin's head as well.
It was as if he had merged with his contract beast as he was wearing it now.
'Red.. is it because of Qui?'
Qui, his contract beast, has long red hair that almost looked like flames.
The armor did not only have red as its only color however. There were also some black diamonds and gold accents. It had a lot of intricate engravings as well.
Sun Xun could not take the smile off his face. It was obvious to him how much thought and effort Song Jia had put into making this.
The weapon too. The workmanship is beyond words.
'Did she give this to me because of the battle here in the clan?' His heart warmed at the thought.
There was no doubt that Song Jia cared for him deeply.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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