"Chief Divine's blessing! Is this the half-piece Iron Armor clutched by the Evil Demon? Oh! In front is a whole large iron plate, embedded with some unknown cloth. Behind, it has leather straps tying the iron plate tightly... Oh! It's indeed only half, like half an iron vest, covering only the body, ignoring the shoulders and arms!... Come, let me chop at it with an axe to see just how tough this armor is!"
The Pinta floated powerlessly on the sea surface, its sails half down, surrounded by fallen sailors and the smears of flowing red. The Warriors of the Kingdom were joyfully rummaging through the sailors' bodies, searching for sharp and sturdy scimitars and daggers. Fifteen bearded heads were piled in the corner of the stern, waiting for military merit allocation. Beside the newly piled heads were five shivering, fearful sailor prisoners. Bound and kneeling on the deck, each bore wounds.
