Only attacks using too much Chi and base force were what he would have to look out for. At least no one would be able to stab him, even through the gaps in his armor.
Auren took another bath and wore the thin layer of pitch-black, rubber-like black particles. He could only cover his arms up to the wrists and legs up to the ankles. Above it, he wore his simple clothes, hiding it completely. And finally, above all was the new steel armor Elder Tamun had made for him.
It was quite heavy, even though Elder Tamun had done his best to make it light—crafting it as small as possible while still protecting all the important parts of the body. There was also a sword, a steel sword made just for him. It was slightly bigger than the wooden one he had used for all these years, but the increased size was perfect for him now.
He needed a trusty weapon now more than ever, especially when he couldn't show his black particles to others.
