"Do you need help with your choice?" Sano asked with a slight wave of her hand.
She realized that Glara had barely fought even once until now. She was a simple girl who first went to school and then went to an institute like all ordinary people not related to Dead Lands.
In front of Glara now was an arsenal that any military would envy. Sure, the military had everything they needed, but ordinary soldiers didn't have access to weapons of any shape or form.
Gladius glanced at Sano, he was going to stop her as he wanted Glara to make up her mind, he was curious what her eyes would catch on.
However...
"No, it was my decision to select Code D and fight, so I have to choose my weapon. I don't want to have anyone but myself to blame if I fail." Glara uttered before heading forward, walking between the rows of weapons.
