The others that were in the demonstration room turned and were looking at the gory scene.
One of their strongest members, one of the higher-ranking ones in the Gilt Rats, had been dealt with, and since it had been done in such a gruesome way, nearly everyone could see it. It stood out too much for anyone to ignore, and because of that, it was hard to avoid looking at it even if they wanted to.
It made a lot of the members that were fighting lose their will, and they weren’t so sure if they wanted the same thing to happen to them.
The confidence they had before, when they thought they had the upper hand because of their numbers and their special equipment, had started to disappear. It wasn’t just fear from seeing someone die. It was the way it had happened. It was the reminder that no matter what gear they were wearing, no matter how strong they thought they were, they could still be taken down.
’The last time I fought, the circumstances were a little different,’ Na thought to himself. ’I was limited to the ring, and I was able to see what that exoskeleton could do already, so I had that advantage as well.’
In some ways, the opponent wasn’t as difficult because of the fight against Evon, who had used several traps.
That fight had been more troublesome in its own way. There had been more to think about, more to watch out for, and more danger hidden in each movement. Compared to that, this person was far simpler.
This person was just too confident in his equipment.
When Na came over, he looked at what he was wearing and then started to take the exoskeleton off from the body.
"The spoils of battle, and with how much you guys outnumber us, we’re going to need every little bit of help we can get."
There was no reason to waste something useful, especially not in a fight like this. They were outnumbered, and every little increase in strength could make a difference. If the enemy had brought these things here, then there was no reason they couldn’t be turned against them.
Eventually, Na had taken both of the exoskeletons off from the man. He thought about using it on himself, but it seemed rather useless.
He was already plenty strong, and it didn’t seem to increase his already powerful strikes.
It might have made him a bit faster, but it was just something that appeared wasted on him.
Na looked over the equipment a little more closely, judging what use it would have in battle. It clearly helped those who relied on it, but for someone like him, whose body and fighting style were already beyond what it was trying to imitate, it didn’t seem to offer much.
’I’ll give these to one of the other members for now, to increase our power, and they can decide what to do with them later, maybe even give them to Joe.’
That was the first thought that came to Na’s mind, but he imagined that Joe himself was going up against someone that was rather spectacular, along with the others.
There was fighting going on in more than just one place. All around them, in different rooms and different parts of the building, others would be facing their own opponents, and if these exoskeleton users were spread out properly, then every one of those encounters was dangerous.
In one of the rooms, there was one person that was faring rather well against the exoskeleton users.
To the point where the exoskeleton user had been hit, and his back crashed into a vending machine, breaking the glass and causing it to fall.
The sound of the glass smashing echoed through the room, mixing in with the heavy footsteps and grunts from the fight. Shards dropped to the floor while the machine shook from the impact.
"Hahaha, I bet you never expected this, right!" Darno said. "You gang members, you should learn how to really fight before you take on a company like ours."
The man pushed himself off from the vending machine and was confused.
His hits were fast, and he had more power than the regular human.
Yet so far, when the two were fighting, even with his fast movement, every single one of the punches had been blocked.


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