Informed

Leonel slowly opened his eyes, exhaling a long breath. He didn't seem to look much different than he had just a few months ago. 

'Hm…'

Leonel passed a hand across his face. He remembered that in his youth he had always wanted a full, connecting beard. But, ever since his hair changed, he had stopped growing facial hair. He couldn't decide whether this was a good or a bad thing. 

Regardless, if his facial hair came out as difficult to cut as his bronzed hair, it might be better that he never did. As things stood now, Leonel wasn't even sure if a full force swing from Syl's elder brother's sword could cut his hair. It would probably only get worse when he entered the Perfect Stage. 

Leonel shuddered slightly, thinking about what it would mean if he had to take a blade with such force to his face.