Mistrustful Thoughs

*Tuck!

Throwing the current armor that I had to the ground together with the sword, making them both crack and get destroyed, I equipped the new armor that was given to me as promised.

Seeing the enchantments on both the equipment, he did regardless of leaving himself wide open in case of Nersan´rah attacked him.

Flexing his body, Danzel nodded in satisfaction at the new armor and sword that he had.

The longsword was of a similar style as the one that Nersan´rah made for him constantly with his sand magic, making him think that Nersan´rah planned to give him this sword.

A sword that could very well have been for his brother to use.

The armor that he wore in comparison to the black one was now a grayish-blue color made, from a metal that the description didn´t say much about, to his surprise.

Although it wasn´t as high as his ones before, he could feel how the armor that he had now was much tougher and more durable.