Edmun’s head turned so slowly one would have thought he was doing the worst rendition of a horror movie flick he could, the low budget kind that wasn’t sure if it wanted to be satire or go all in.
"What did you just say?"
Grey grinned.
"Show . Show quickly."
"Good god, old man. You sound like a hormonal teenager."
"Shut up. Hurry it up."
Grey chuckled and activated his Paladin Fra. He was almost instantly hit by a slap of pain that made his head swim.
The pain oddly disappeared after a mont as though his body had been smoothing out a kink. But when he looked at his Stamina bar, he found that it was decreasing much faster than it should.
It hadn’t even recovered to half despite his sleep, but now Grey was watching it tick down one a second. He had no choice but to hurriedly cut it off.
’What the hell is wrong with ?’
That was when Grey noticed notifications he had completely ignored. He had grown used to doing that in battle. Getting inundated with things that blocked your sight when there were murderous psychopaths on your tail wasn’t exactly conducive to survival.
Well, he had also been pissed off, and the last thing he wanted to see was soone in his chat cracking a joke or a stupid troll notification from the Genesis Gas.
Now that Grey thought about it, there was a serious tone problem in his notifications sotis.
Sotis they’d have ridiculous descriptions like his Chad Suit, or the Frilly Pair. But then sotis they would be super serious. It was like the system couldn’t decide what it wanted to be.
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[Your Stamina has hit zero]
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[Your Stamina is overdrawn]
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[You have used astonishing ntal will and anguish to persist]
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[Your body has begun to eat into your Life Force]
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[Status Effect {Soul Burn} is currently afflicting you]
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’Soul Burn... well, fuck . Whatever the fuck that ans. Can Protheus dispel it?’
Grey subconsciously tried and his chanical jaw appeared. The Energy Reserves almost instantly hit zero, and yet little changed.
Grey had almost too many Cyber Cores, so he filled the chanical jaw right back up and then tried again, and then again, and then once more.
But the changes were minimal. It almost felt like he was chipping away at a mountain with a screwdriver. Even if he continued, nothing would happen.
That was when the problem ca to him.
’I see...’
When Grey was locked in battle with Terran, he had only managed to win because he tested Terran’s Epic Set Armor enough until he found the weaknesses. Then he used Protheus to help him pierce through them. That was the only reason he was able to take the latter’s helm off.
The idea that Grey could find weaknesses in an Epic item, let alone a Vector Class Epic item, and even more unreasonably a Vector Class Epic item set, was ridiculous.
But as far as Grey was concerned, a Vector Class Epic Set was actually less complicated than a Proving Class Prosthetic ch.
Treasures were, in general, less complicated than just normal chs. The gap between a treasure and a Prosthetic ch was impossible to fathom.
Finding the weaknesses in the set was only a matter of ti for Grey, but it was during that process that he understood sothing.
He found weaknesses he could have exploited instantly had he been in the Vector Class himself. But in order to find weaknesses he could exploit easily in the Established Class, he had to be more intentional.
At first, Grey hadn’t understood until it clicked.
Energy Grades.
The gap between Proving Class Energy and Vector Class Energy was like comparing crude, unrefined oil to nuclear power. Even if there were weaknesses, the high quality energy could easily cover for them.
Right now, Grey was attempting to use a ch forged for soone of the Proving Class to clear a status effect he had triggered while using an Established Class Fra.
It was peak stupidity. There was no way that would work.
’No, it might have worked if the Sync Rate was higher. The power Protheus showed when it had a decent Sync Rate with the old bitch’s eye prosthetic was unlike anything I’ve seen it do before or since.
’So I either need to give Protheus a higher sync or a better vessel to clear this status effect...’
Grey had had the chanical Jaw Lineage To with him for a while now, but he hadn’t had the chance to actually go beyond the first page. He was thrust from one dangerous situation to the next, and now Edmun was telling him he had three days to hurry this along or everyone was cooked.
"... This is great, this is great, this is fucking, fucking, fucking great—"
’The old man really needs to work on his cussing. This is just sad.’
"—now we’re going to fill the next three months with wall-to-wall training. There’s no way they can touch you..."
Grey tuned the old knight out again. He had been going like this for a while.
Three months? He didn’t have that kind of ti. There was no way the Producers would let him rest and grow for that long, not after what he had accomplished in just a few days.
And now, news of his multi-Fra status was becoming more common. If that was really why they were targeting him, there was trouble afoot now more than ever.
"Hey, old man. What the hell is Soul Burn?"
Edmun froze again. Watching his excitent drain away like a balloon wheezing through the air was truly a sight to behold. All the color drained from his face.
This was already the second ti in just the last 10 minutes that he had gone from the peak of excitent to rock bottom in an instant.
"Please don’t tell ..."
Grey blinked innocently with a smile on his face.
"It’s over... It’s over for all of us... We’re finished..."
"... You know, you should get those mood swings checked out. You might be pregnant."
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