Seeing her prepared to finally fight him, the young demon stood up quickly from the throne. "Right! Once and for all, let's settle this!" 

Removing the cloak and letting it drop down to the floor behind him, the sudden lightness surprised him almost into losing his balance as the armor beneath came into view. For the most part, it should have looked quite impressive despite its fairly simple design. The few metal plates protecting areas like the shoulders and the very center of the chest were adorned with swirling designs and dark red gemstones, some parts coming out in protrusions resembling small blades or spikes. 

Unfortunately, while the black straps holding much of it together were clearly meant to emphasize exposed muscles on the chest, arms, legs, and abdomen, it also showed a very skinny frame on the boy, not at all like one would expect for a fighter. Or anyone hoping to survive so much as a few punches, for that matter. The dark wings and tail seemed much stronger, but overall, he seemed rather out of place in a fight. 

Despite his sickly looking appearance, he seemed determined to rise to the challenge, using his wings to push him into the air and propelling himself off the back of the throne towards the girl, metal-enforced claws extended.