William, unmatched in role-playing, was now playing a novice Soulmancer at the 13th Bureau. Unless absolutely necessary, he naturally didn't want to reveal his true strength.
After suiting up in the 096 armor, William felt a rare sense of excitement.
With the armor on, there was no fear of exposing his abilities, and everything felt fresh and new.
Victor, wielding a giant sword, stood about 10 feet away from William, his eyes gleaming coldly.
He had to admit, the armor was impressive. He had tried it on before, and wearing it, he could even hold his own against Zoey for half an hour.
Why half an hour?
It's not for any other reason, but because this armor consumes a tremendous amount of mental energy. He can only maintain it for a maximum of half an hour, yet Zoey is like an indestructible monster.
