He gently touched the layers of armor climbing up his chest, feeling utterly comfortable in commanding it.
His torso was enveloped in a matte black armor, which extended to his limbs.
On each shoulder sat a menacing beast's head, gripping his upper and lower arms and encircling his fingers. At his knees were black dragon claw-like spikes, serving both to damage foes and to bolster defense.
The craftsmanship of the armor suggests not only was Grandmaster Yang skilled but also had a keen sense of beauty.
Meng Chuan was particularly fond of the new fierce design, adding a heaviness and oppression absent before.
Previously, he thought it made him look like a black hedgehog, covered in spikes...
Black scales surged upward from his neck, perfectly conforming to his face, covering even his eyes.
Meng Chuan opened his eyes, black scales pressed against his eyelids and filled his eye sockets, ensuring not a strip of skin was exposed when they closed again.
