'He made armor and a weapon from the earth itself?' Zaroth wondered, strategizing his first move while eyeing his opponent.
The man who had been naked from the waist up was now clad in armor that covered his entire body, including his face. Despite being made from soil, the sword in his hand looked sharp—sharp enough to slice through tendons without trouble.
'It's possible he can create an infinite amount of equipment. What if he can use other weapons besides the curved sword he's currently wielding?' Zaroth thought as he adjusted his grip on his spear.
Taking a battle stance, he watched as his opponent, Leo charged straight at him.
Having a spear gave Zaroth the advantage of reach, so he attempted a feint thrust to test Leo's reaction.
Leo, however, didn't slow down at all. He charged forward with unshaken confidence in his armor.
The next second, Leo had already swung his sword toward Zaroth.