Alma POV 11/17
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Of course I want some armor! I am not a corny little girl to come here asking for stupid dresses, I have no interest in going around wearing a new dress every day, that's just pointless. What I want is a good, hard, and hopefully magic-enhanced armor!
Of course, there was one stupid living weapon complaining about it…
"(Uwah! A-Alma! Don't you want me anymore?! You want an armor now?!)" he asked.
"(Shut up! You're a dagger, not an armor! How do you possibly hope to give me the same protection as one?)" I sighed.
"(But I can become an armor for you! There's no need to find another, you can use me for everything! Through the Shape Change Ability, I can shape my body and even extend it through the use of mana, like liquid metal! I could become your armor!)" he said.
