They numbered five in this hallway. Due to the sudden lockdown, the Man-eaters had gotten separated into smaller groups.
Apart from those that followed a determined route, the others were scattered around the lower depths of the tower.
Nathan watched from the air vent as they aimlessly patrolled the area. "What to do…" He muttered.
Due to how low his tachyon core percentage was, he couldn't risk using any device that required tachyon infusion, leaving him with rudimentary gadgets to make use of.
Of course, Nathan was thoroughly depressed by this handicap. Taking it as a new learning experience, he allowed his mind to work at full capacity.
Unfortunately for him though, most rudimentary weaponry would only end up giving flesh wounds to the Man-eaters, leaving him with few options to make use of.
"If I remember correctly, these guys have bones like steel, I wonder if electrocution would work as well as it did last time."
