"According to my scan, you end up with a severe backlash after the fight with the Multi-Arm Leviathan Lord. What exactly happened?" Vlad's voice cut through the air like a blade, sharp and unwavering. His gaze locked on Overlord, his eyes filled with authority and curiosity. If Overlord was going to play a significant role in the war effort, Vlad needed to fully understand the extent and limitations of his power. The battlefield did not tolerate uncertainty, especially when the stakes were as high as the survival of humanity.
Overlord, standing in the body of the Divine Avatar, inclined his head slightly in acknowledgment. Even in this godlike form, he was still the A.I. Chip Clone forged by Vlad. His Prime Master's question was a command he could not refuse, no matter how much it might reveal about his vulnerabilities.
