“You say that like I haven’t seen combat,” Azul replied, weavin’ a bit of ethereal thread between his fingers, raw mana. Raw magic.
“Besides, such tight fitting clothes are usually reserved for… d-different occasions…” Left blatantly vague.
A bit too embarrassed to clarify.
"Be grateful you haven't.
I'd never wish to see it.
Blessed are those who never have to fear the sight of Soldiers in arms on their homes and lawns. For the when the day cometh when War dawns upon thee, and the land runs red with blood, men at arms is all you will ever see"