Bow Down!

"Hey, hey." Jerach jogged to keep up with Leonel, his heavy armor causing the paved roads to quake. 

Leonel looked back and couldn't help but smile. 

"You know, for someone with such a strong wind affinity, shouldn't you wear something lighter than this, baldy? Who knows, your hair might grow back if you stop straining yourself so much."

"What do you know?!" Jerach snapped like a cat that had its tail stepped on. Clearly, his baldness was a soft spot. "It's precisely because I have a high wind affinity that I should take full advantage of it. Who else could wear such heavy army and yet still be so fast?"

Leonel shook his head and didn't reply to these words. 

They sounded logical, but the truth was that Jerach's speed would never reach its full potential like that. Just from what Leonel could see alone, he would easily be two or three times faster if he took his armor off.