Tortoise?
Leonel looked like an artillery unit, if artillery units came with one arm and humanoid forms, that is.
His entire body was strapped in countless daggers and needles. Just a cursory glance put the numbers well into the hundreds. They wrapped around his torso, his groin, his thighs, his calves, his ankles, even his neck! The only part of him that wasn't swamped was his left arm.
As though this wasn't enough, ten enormous javelin containers crashed into the ground, each easily over three meters tall and the javelins within them being even taller.
This was enough to make the crowd raise an eyebrow, but it was like Leonel wasn't satisfied with making a fool of himself only this much.
On the ground around him, several round shields lay.
"Is the Littlest Nova of the Morales family a tortoise or something?"