"Problem is that whatever the Demon did, if it was a damned Demon, it also took my sword, my shield, and my armour. ...And everything else from the skin out, whatever the reasoning for that was," he muttered, but at least the green went with his hair and his eyes.

He was vain enough for that. Even if the rest of it made him look like a dumpling.

"I'd feel violated but. Demons."