When the sky just began to lighten, Jones stepped out wearing the Silver Moon Knight Order's armor. He might be the only Blood Clan member on this continent who dared to move around during the day.
Yes, the only one. Which also meant he was perhaps the most diligent Blood Clan member on the entire continent.
The custom armor Catherine made for him employed Heaven's craftsmanship. Hell could produce something similar too; it wasn't particularly difficult. In fact, the Blood Clan could make it themselves, though it would be slightly more expensive. However, being able to make it is one thing, while being willing to wear it is another. The vast majority of Blood Clan members wouldn't want to encase themselves in uncomfortable armor, much less walk around under the blazing sun in broad daylight wearing it. They revered a noble spirit tinged with darkness rather than the hard, bloody-knuckled valor of the Silver Moon Knight Order.
