"Ojiisan, have you ticked off any bigwigs recently?" Wang Tong put on a smile as he probed Mr. Wannabe for more information on that full METAL suit.
"I have no idea. I'm not feeling well. See you later."
"Waite a second! Let's talk about it."
"I'll talk nothing. I know what you are thinking, but it is simply IMPOSSIBLE!" Mr. Wannabe shouted out grudgingly.
"A former Einherjar turned into a suit of armor, what a despicable act!"
Wang Tong watched as Mr. Wannabe disappeared. He marveled at the amazing crystal Old Fart had given him as he tried to pull all the threads together: the crystal, Mr. Wannabe, Blade Warriors, the Tactics of the Blade, and the golden glow, what was their connection?
"Am I destined to be a great power or am I simply lucky?"
"Where did Old Fart steal the crystal from? The Great Houses? No...it can't be. If anyone of the five houses possessed the power inside the crystal, the balance of power within the Confederation would have been disrupted."
