First Rule Of Fight Club...

Ricin agreed that the options presented were probably the best ways, but then he added a twist to their training. He pulled the fur off the standing tool to reveal a wolf-like dummy wrapped in leather armor. One for each of them. Albion’s pale paws took him to the furthest dummy out and his glass eyes glossed over the ridiculous thing. He tilted his pale features as his gaze meandered over the cracks and crevices between the leather. Where was the weakness? Deimos mentioned underneath the chainmail and the inner legs, but you’d have to work hard to do that in the heat of battle. Albi tried to think outside the box a little.

"I think the biggest weakness is how immobile the armor makes you. Without the relief points you’d be far less maneuverable.” He spoke after another beat as he took one last long glance at the ungainly armor.

"Albion Klein"