Staring at the screen, Kruxe flicked his tongue against his upper lips while his eyes focused on the 7.2 which was being brightly displayed as his strength.
"O.2, so that's all the lives of two living people are" Kruxe thought feeling both unhappy at such a barbaric measurement of one's value and also unhappy that 0.2 was all he had meagerly been able to gain from taking two lives.
"My PowerPoints represent my strength right," Kruxe asked in his mind.
[Yes] Clait crisply replied
"If this is my strength, then how does it translate to my fighting ability, my speed, agility, awareness and my actual muscle strength," Kruxe asked.
While this was a detail that Kruxe had initially failed or forgotten to pick up on especially given the overload of information that had been dumped on him that time, now that he was about to face a possible seeker, various thoughts had been having a field day in his mind and seeing his status had evoked this thought.
