Dusk-Kin Armor.
Cain felt his mind and his body click.
It was a subtle distinction from the norm, like the moment a bird realized it could fly, or when a caterpillar emerged from the cocoon.
It wasn't some sort of euphoric feeling either, as all he felt around his body was a dull, enduring pain.
However, it was eye opening. The things he didn't realize existed before, were open up to him.
'So this is what it feels like to see.'
He gripped the handle of the sword in his hand tighter. It felt incredibly comfortable in his hand, like a sixth limb of some sort. Not an extension of his body, but rather, an item he had become very intimate with.
The energies flowing within his body were also calm and mellow. His strength was like a restrained lion. Dangerous, but fettered, just waiting to be released.
Letting a burst of air escape from his lips, Cain calmly slashed forward.
An imperceptible, almost invincible attack was released.