Hoshiro Lamented that he and his clone could not come to agreement. Thinking of the battle ahead of him, Hoshiro became uneasy.
He knew that Phoebe can no longer hurt the clone….And even if the phoenix could, it would not be an one on one battle, thus Hoshiro had to think of an alternative to combat his other.
Hoshiro paced around the castle, unable to remain in one place. His heart raced at the thought of his possible doom.
His left arm is mortal reminder that he is indeed not invincible.
“What if there was a way to become invincible?” Wondered Hoshiro aloud.
“You need some kind of armour that would protect you from all harm.” Suggested Merillion.
“Aye…. Then I will try to create it.” Said Hoshiro.
He closed his eyes and concentrated with all his might and then drew a circle in the air.
It began with the weaving of golden threads, and then plates of light armour that overlaid the golden fabric.