"The wind is strong today!" Ditte cheerfully waved at 'Battlefield Lightning' who had run out to greet him.
"Old Dog said it will get stronger." 'Battlefield Lightning' blinked his eyes, "Ah, the Doomsday folks have arrived too, Lind, follow them.
Remember, you must stay close to those two strange ones."
Lind glanced over, blinking along with Lightning.
If judging by physique, those two were burly men like Lightning, and their armor was extremely thick.
Because Lightning had to consider the armor for his steed as well, he was dressed like heavy cavalry, but instead of full iron plates, his armor was woven with metal wires into scales, then assembled into armor.
Ditte liked it very much, so much that he sent his attendants to the Undead Tribe to learn how to make such armor.
But these two were not in canned armor; it seemed many parts were modified to resemble... shields?
Yes, Lind finally understood the peculiarity—their armor was composed of many diamond-shaped shields!
