"So? What do you think? It's comfortable, isn't it? You don't have to be so impressed, because I'm not the one who made this armor." Zahir said proudly with his arms crossed as he appreciated the armor the tall man in front of him was wearing.
Kaizen was motionless, static in one place since he put on the armor with the help of the dwarf.
The armor that Zahir mentioned was perfect for him. It was a classic medieval knight's armor, full of metal plates and not that very comfortable adornments. Despite this, all the joints were flexible and did not limit Kaizen's movements so much, which was perfect for a spear fighter.
On the back of the armor, there was a red cape. Kaizen didn't totally reject this idea, mainly because he was too handsome by his look in the mirror.
"Oh! I almost forgot the helmet!" shouted Zahir, who took the helmet that was on his side and handed it to Kaizen.
The rookie looked at the helmet that had a red feather on its top.
