The first layer of Praetor armor gave me a smooth black gauntlet and then a plate up to the shoulder that had a rounded pauldron. As the layers were twisted on, the armor became more like thick snakes wrapping around my arms.
After it was done, there was a jet stream of Dark Magic pouring out of the back of my shoulder. Dark Magic was crushing my arm right now, and it was on the verge of breaking it. This was another sign that I needed to get stronger, but a message popped up as I gritted my teeth.
[Dark Magic Resistance increased 0%->3%]
The pressure eased by a fraction, but I needed to release this before I lost too much energy and had to do another layer. I don't think that I could handle more than five, but this could even do damage to an Elder Riftwalker. The problem there was getting near one with magic, which was all but impossible, even using Accelerate.
"First test! Dark Fist of the Praetors!" I thundered and blasted towards the ground.
