"You gave it to me despite knowing that I can die?" Feroza spoke in astonishment.
"I gave it to you knowing that you'll survive," Ezra answered. "Do you know its name, only the chosen can know its name."
"War Blooded Body is its name," said Feroza, he touched the black clothes on his chest and continued. "An armamentor of long lost time made this set out of broken blooded armours he found on the battlefields, it took him his entire life to produce a piece of legendary tier. But little did he know that what he made was not only a legendary item but was also sinister equipment.
The vengeful spirits inside the set can devour the sanity of man and turn him into a war-yearning maniac, my will and cultivation were strong enough to retaliate." Feroza explained.
"I see," Ezra said to his grandfather. "You stupid dog, you didn't tell me this armour was that dangerous."
