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A woman in elaborate, reflective silver armor with long, flowing strands stands in a stone hall between two men.

A woman in elaborate, reflective silver armor with long, flowing strands stands in a stone hall between two men.

By the time everyone had finished reading the item’s description, Vanessa had already donned it. She’d barely waited until the armor had cooled before she’d tossed her old scraps to the side and pulled the new equipment over her head. And Arwin had to admit that it suited her perfectly. Long ribbons of glossy metal dangled in shifting strands along her body. They moved like tassels as she shifted her weight from foot to foot, nearly mesmerizing in their flowing pattern. Arwin wouldn’t have said that armor wasn’t revealing, but it definitely wasn’t modest. It covered just about as much as her previous tattered scraps had. This armor was just a few thousand times more effective at actually protecting her. “Now this is what I’m talking about,” Vanessa said, spinning in a circle to watch the strands twirl around her with a ringing jingle. She let out a delighted laugh. “This is exactly the kind of dress a I want to wear when I’m ripping someone’s throat out! How’d you figure out exactly what I wanted?” Ver más