Lin Mu's left arm carried a shield fused directly into the armor itself, thick and angular, designed to absorb and redirect force. In his right hand rested a long sword, its form far more refined than the crude weapons of his earlier attempts.
The blade gleamed with a subtle sharpness, its edge carrying the accumulated effect of countless applications of Hone.
Across his back lay a rack of spears, each one balanced and deadly. A bow rested along his lower back, paired with a quiver of roughly formed arrows that had nonetheless been enhanced beyond their appearance. On his wrist, a compact crossbow remained ready, its mechanisms simple yet effective.
The most unusual aspect was his helmet.
It was heavy and reinforced, but protruding from its front was a blunt, cross shaped hammer head. It was clear that Lin Mu had adapted even his own body into a weapon, using every possible advantage he could create.
