Unexpectedly, to both Blake who said and his other cousins. Max gave a thankful nod and turned towards the hang shields.
Picking the one of red and white color, he silently weighed it.
The shield was broad and slightly curved. Tall enough to cover his shoulders and shin if held correctly.
Other than its red and white color, there was also a carved crest on its wood frame. Enforced by a cross thin metal that extended to its edges, a metal edging.
Inserting his arm through the arm brace, Max judged it to be at least 5 pounds.
On the other hand, seeing Max flex his arm weightlessly, having strapped the shield, they all drew a silent breath.
"Come on, we don't have all day." Blake seeing this disgruntledly hurried him.
'Always aura farming.' he thought reproachingly, affirming his desire to show Max the level of difference in both skills and how they grew up.
Nodding to Blake's words, Max calmly strutted forward.
