Alevos laughed heartily in response, and his belly jiggled to match. “Well, you’re still getting two,” he said. “Tell me, it’s not too heavy is it? I tried to rebalance it as best I could, but it's got more tungsten, carbon, and onmitronium in the formula. I tweaked it for absolute toughness, to be
Team Ra’ventrii descended down below the dome via special tubular highways that connected the city’s Upper Dome to its Lower Dome. The truth was, every single dome on the planet was actually only half visible. Half of it floated above the surface, while the other half was constantly submerged. This
The stairs went down for a number of meters, and as they did so, the sounds of Drogar talking grew louder and louder. Eventually, they came to a large room where a number of Drogar stood around in little groups and chatted among each other. It was as though they were waiting for something. Perhaps
“Okay. Seed high, be dramatic, get attention. Anything else I should keep in mind?” “Yeah, activate your helmet.” “The power armor won’t turn on until I do, right?” “All power armors in the Pit are required to work like that.” Eva nodded in understanding before she scanned the room for potential
Eva hopped down from her opponent’s lifeless corpse, her breaths hot and heavy. Her little stunt had easily eaten away half of her stamina, and her breathing had become incredibly labored to compensate. What she needed was some extra time to get as much as she could back, at least before her next fi
There were a few who didn’t participate in the squabbles, and instead shook their heads at the denseness of their compatriots. If they challenged someone else, they lost their ability to challenge her. “Thank the heavens for meatheads,” said Szereth. “Well that certainly thinned out some of them. W
The Drogar certainly looked angry, but not angry enough to expose himself. Clearly, he was treating her like an actual opponent. She grinned like a madwoman when she realized he had listened to Severas’ words - he actually was a smart duelist. Well, smarter than the others, anyway. Eva gauged her
Szereth slumped down in his seat next to Alevos, and emitted something between a grunt and a groan. “Not enjoying the view?” asked Alevos. “Or are first level box seats not to your liking?” Szereth looked around the box seats that Alevos had secured, somehow. It was small, cozy, and most important