As the cyborg stood up, he towered over Tyrion like a giant, standing straight at a height of 3 meters!
Comparing him and Tyrion was like comparing an adult with a kid.
Tyrion's pupils constricted into pin points as his shoulder widened and his legs separated and he immediately entered into combat mode.
Like this, he would be able to react very quickly.
"How long has it been?" The voice suddenly asked, his back still facing Tyrion.
"I have no idea." Tyrion responded, with a slightly confused expression. It was still surprising there was a being who could actually speak in the Tower.
"What year is it?" The voice asked again.
Although Tyrion was beginning to get impatient, he didn't want to act recklessly yet and responded
"2045."
"BOOM!!!"
