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He looked at a black hood in front of him, a little cape on his shoulder, long pants and leather boots, and a wrist armor with a sharp edge.

Emily looked confused. "Boss, you really have nothing to do these days. Have you started designing clothes?"

"What do you know!" Devon put the wrist guard on his hand. After he knocked on the puller, the sharp edge of the wrist guard popped out