(Meanwhile, Planet Yu Prime, Yu Kiro's POV)
A couple hours after receiving Yu Rulo's final message, Yu Kiro finally felt ready to move, as the anger that had previously simmered within him, now settled into a cold and calculated intent to act.
"Time to teach these damn Cult lunatics a lesson in respect…."
He muttered, as he stepped toward the armor stand and began preparing himself for war.
He reached first for his chest plate, as he lifted the heavy piece of engraved metal and secured it across his torso, tightening the clasps to make sure it was a perfect fit.
Next, he picked up his pauldrons and locked them over his shoulders, as they reinforced his frame without restricting his movement in the slightest.
His gauntlets came next, as he slid his hands into them and flexed his fingers once to test the fit, which was perfect as always.
