And what if I am?
Who do you think I have to thank for putting me in this situation? You and that goddamn bitch behind your sorry ass.
Motoyasu's gear was vastly different from a month ago, one can tell how high-leveled he was with a single glance at his equipment.
It wasn't iron-based, but a shiny armor made from silver. He wore cloth underneath which emitted a beautiful pale green tint, most likely due to the extra effects blessed by those clothes. Not only that, but there was the layer of chain mail worn in between those two; it was as if Motoyasu was boasting his absolute defense.
His legendary weapon wasn't in its original, sorry state either. And although it is vexing to admit, the spear's design was simply downright awesome to be honest.
It was a pike... well, I guess that was still a spear.