Jack approached the workbench, his eyes drawn to the equipment laid out before him. The armor was unlike anything he'd seen before.
Four pieces, each one crafted from Cho's bones and worked with such skill that they barely resembled their original material. The metal was deep crimson, almost black in certain light, with veins of darker red running through like frozen blood vessels.
The chest piece was the largest, formed from Cho's ribcage and spine, shaped to fit a human while maintaining the intimidating presence of a demon. A skull sat at the center of the breastplate, its empty eye sockets seeming to watch Jack with hollow attention.
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