"Is this another attempt at mocking me, Sol Vestic?" Yu sneered, ckenching her weapon and pointing it at him. "Are you so dense that you would attempt to fight someone of equal footing witouut a weapon?" She asked, but found Sol smiling rather than being even slightly intimidated after she started exerting her mana in waves.
"Dense?" Sol chuckled, rotating his shoulders and leaning his neck until he heard a crack. "I'm not dense, I am taking you very seriously, the fact is that I am better off fighting without a weapon, that's all." He admitted.
With a clench of his fist his entire garment caught ablaze and was incinerated off his body, revealing his baggy martial arts pants and the tight fitting turtleneck shirt that came with it. "No weapon I wield is enough to withstand my power, the same as tour spear will break before it can harm me!" Sol declared.
