Possessed
Kace was panting heavily, Dao had struck him several times. The only reason that Kace was not a mess on the floor just now was his armour. He had to admit that it was a splendid piece of work. He had not imagined that it would be capable of standing up to those kinds of attacks.
Dao, on the other hand, was rather annoyed. He knew that the queen had spent a fortune on that armour but did she really have to go this far? Every time that one of his attacks landed it felt like he was striking at an immovable mountain. The shock that would run up his arms was enough to leave him open for a split-second.
Kace never missed these opportunities and always lashed out at the right time. Fortunately, his own blood armour was able to prevent any injuries as well. The problem was, he had now been hit several times in retaliation and was now cursed. His stats had decreased by a significant margin.