2567 Broken

Leonel released a shuddering breath. His bronzed skin shimmered, reflecting like metal beneath the son, and yet still being soft beneath Aina's touch. Well, the skin was soft. The muscle beneath was anything but. 

Between his Vital Star Force, his Metal Body and his various Lineage Factors, his body was a cut machine. 

His muscles were compressed to the absolute extreme, giving him a somewhat lean silhouette. But his chest was broad and his shoulders were akin to boulders. Remembering a certain anime his dad really liked back on Earth, his own back could be said to have a demon face of its own, the sunlight getting lost in its deep crevices. 

It wasn't just his upper body either. Even the slightest twitch of his legs revealed striations and cut seperations of his quads, while his abs would have descended into infinity if not for his crotch.