Arthur ripped half of his shirt, below the chest level, revealing ab muscles that ninety nine percent of Gaia's population would have never seen.
Sharpness of his upper body's muscles were now unmatched.
Even though he didn't look too buffed but the moment he revealed his abdomen area, and the sides, his obliques, the muscle cuts there were insane, even in the darkness of the abandoned temple.
Nonetheless, Arthur didn't even glance at his own body as his eyes were focused on the shards of the gravestone.
"A punch of mine was enough to send the goblins to their demise, yet this rock took several hits before falling apart." Arthur mumbled as he grabbed some smaller shards of the broken gravestone and placed them on the ripped cloth from his shirt.
Each time he picked a small shard, he clenched it in his hands.
By doing so, Arthur could feel the strange aura that the shard's material had.