War and Death had made the joint decision to accompany one another on their missions for the Charred Council.
War had initially grumbled about it, until Death pointed out that his task involved dealing with demons that had overstepped their boundaries. After that announcement, Death heard no complaints from War until a little detour caused the younger horseman to speak up.
"I do not think that treasure hunting was a part of the councils orders." War said with faint irritation, mainly due to the fact that they had not yet caught up with the demons. War craned his head up, eyes following Death's progress up the side of a wall.
With the demonic growth far out of reach, War was forced to to wait on the ground as Death nimbly traversed small hand grips and ledges. War was becoming a little more impatient with the delay, until he spotted Death drop down neatly from the cliff above. War spotted arm guards and what looked to be an upper body armor piece of some sort held beneath one of Death's arms. War sighed, "That was it?" No souls? No wrath energy? No health energy? Armor? That was all?
Death seemed to sense War's incredulous thoughts, "Not all treasure chests are going to have wrath or health energies. And what use for souls do I have, when I can call on them whenever I wish to?" Death indicated the upper body armor. "Besides, with this alone my defense will go up 120 points, should I chose to wear it."
War eyed the armor skeptically, "It doesn't look all that sturdy. A few good hits from a demon's sword would destroy it."
Death settled the armor over one shoulder and turned to face War, dry humor in his tone, "That's only if the demons can touch me in battle." Death paused, and then added with a tiny smirk behind the mask, "You're just jealous that I find more useful things in treasure chests scattered around numerous realms than you do, weapons included." At War's sort of derision, Death added cheerfully, "I also can look however I wish with all the different pieces of armor I come across."
War stared at the elder horsemen with a vague look of harassment, "Chaoseater is all I need for a weapon, and my armor is perfectly fine. Besides, I did have another set of armor...somewhere."
Death was grinning by now, "The one that looks very unflattering on you?"
War's response to that mockery of a question went unheard as the demons Death had been looking for dropped down out of portals from directly above the two horsemen.
War had been right in the fact that the armor Death had picked up would not last for long, though War hadn't expected for Death to throw it at oncoming demons so as to disorient them as he went for his weapon.
Death bemoaned the loss of a 120 point defense upgrade before he had a chance to use it, as he impaled a demon on Harvester. It didn't bother Death for long, however, as he sent a few demons into the path of Chaoseater. There was always going to be a chance for good armor to be found in other treasure chests.
Death only had to locate another one.
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I always got excited when a treasure chest spat up a piece of armor that upped Death's defense and attack. Most of the time it was crappy armor, though there have been some good sets of armor that have appeared on the second time playing through the game.