Examining the data before me, I'm taken aback in utter astonishment.
"Well, well, aren't you impressed by the statistics and skills of these garments?" my mother inquires with a mischievous chuckle. On the contrary, Stella wears a perplexed expression, unaware of the cause behind my sudden change in demeanor.
"These were the only pieces you managed to acquire, right?" I eagerly ask, my eyes shimmering with excitement. Amidst my hazy recollections, I remember how, despite being a Protoss, I never paid much attention to beast items and equipment. I simply relied on my inherent strength and an otherworldly body that surpassed even zlatherium steel in durability.
