Later that night...
[Ly, show me my status.]
Emir ordered while driving his Z5 back home.
It was one of the newest models from Apex Dynamics, a recent 'gift' from Amon, and the same motorbike he had used during his first mission.
Behind him was Ragnar, who was lent a Z5, as Amon gave Emir two motorbikes, not one, acting as if he was magnanimous.
But in truth, he simply wanted to show the others in the group that Emir had gotten a reward since it would be suspicious if he received 'nothing.'
[Done, sending it now.]
The status materialized as a hologram directly in front of his eyes, as always, displaying a long wall of text, this time only longer.
—
{Name: Emir Oliver}
{Body Age: 15}
{Profession: Professor}
{Celestial Rank: Seraphim Champion/Class-Four-Three}
{Celestial Class: Ethereal Threader}
{Celestial Essence: Weaver's Grasp}
{Path: Puppeteer.}
