"You aren't like Enforcers at all? Who are you?"
He then turned back towards the Crey who was pinned beneath his heavy leg,
"And him, it appears like he has worn the Exo-Armor for the first time in his life. Don't tell me you are some 'wanna be Heroes' who have snuck in to achieve fame. Hehe!"
Ank gritted his teeth inside his helmet, while repeatedly texting Crey who was not answering at all. After listening to the statement of the man, for the first time, he felt maybe he should have come more prepared. Not like this time when he made the plan in the spur-of-the-moment excitement.
'Hmm….'
The man put the weight down his foot, generating a creaking sound of two metals being ground against themselves. It was the chest plate of Crey's exoskeleton which was receiving the strain barely keeping itself from bending. He then leaned down and gazed at slumped Crey,
"Whatever, I don't have time to play much with you, so I will just…."
