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"YOU DAMN LUNATIC!"
Zack panicked as he started trying to tear apart my head while his spears moved towards my back, three towards me and three towards my spear, now controlled by Eleanora.
Yeah, maybe I was a lunatic, but how else would I win against this man and his unfair machine? Even more, even with how premium this machine is, it cannot compare to the real deal.
It feels much slower and weaker. It's obviously not the same one used to fight Xenoids.
Obviously, these machines are all specialized to battle other machines.
Crack, crack...
The sound of metal breaking apart and shattering reverberated, from both my own machine and Zack's amazing mech. Cracks spread, and seconds passed. Eleanora continued spinning rapidly.
Crack...!
The three spears evaded my machineguns at long last and aimed at my back and shoulders. Zack wanted to either tear my head off, blow my back, or destroy my shoulders so I lose all matter of resistance.
And unfortunately, the other three spears finally reached Eleanora, moving at lightning speed, aiming to stop her at all cost.
Crack, crack...
Who will shatter first?
CRAAASH!
None.
The three Spears hit Eleanora, throwing her away and stopping my only chance to defeat Zack.
"Aha! I got you!"
Zack quickly lifted his mech's body into the air and then began spinning in, attempting to completely demolish my machine.
Yes, unfortunately.
There was another add-on I had; one I haven't shown anybody else.
"No, I got you."
My machine warrior's chest suddenly opened, revealing a cannon inside.
Energy gathered, rapidly forming a sphere of plasma.
The three spears behind me pierced my machine once.
CRASH! CRASH! CRASH!
However, I had already calculated their impact, which pushed me forward.
I spun my mech's body in that last moment, using Eleanora as a way to grab onto something.
She floated right towards me, knowing this was my plan.
"Huh?!"
Zack panicked.
It's over buddy.
"You were amazing, Zack. Thank you for the money."
"SHIT! YOU FUCK-"
TRUUUM!
A small beam of plasma was fired at the "wound" Eleanora left behind right on his mech's neck.
"You won fair and fucking square, damn it... Take it, take it all, you son of a bitch..." laughed the man. "Just like I've plundered so many Players before, I must also abide by the rules! It's all yours!"
He accepted my victory without complains.
DING! DING! DING!
[We got a winner! Player Blake has won the last match!]
[You have obtained all betted Add-Ons.]
[They have been stored in your Inventory.]
[You earned +56.400 Warrior Points and +15.000 Credits.]
[You have become the Winner of this 50 Versus 50 Match! You have gained +1.000 Prestige!]
[You have been added to the Machine Warrior Arena Rankings!]
[You're Ranked 46th!]
"Welcome to the top fifty."
Zack continued talking to me.
"Will you keep playing? You're amazing. I want a rematch already. No betting this time, let's just fight."
"Hah, sorry but I only play for money."
"Seriously? Hahaha!"
As we heard the celebrations of everyone, we were teleported to the lobby, where I met Zack's avatar, a tall man with a bald head and sharp emerald eyes.
"Nice to met you Blake," he said, extending his hand towards me.
"Likewise," I nodded, giving him a handshake.
"You..."
However, he continued holding my hand tightly, very tightly.
He glanced into my eyes.
"You're not a citizen of this mothership, aren't you?"
"Hm? I am though."
"Nah, you're different. I can tell... Your reflexes, your ability to fight... That's not something a player can easily learn, even less a complete newbie."
"..."
"You're a pilot... Aren't you? You're those people fighting and risking their lives for our sake... You've fought Xenoids, right?"
"Yeah, keep this a secret though."
He was smart enough to figure that out immediately. It's not like it was illegal for pilots to play video games on their free time, so I wasn't particularly afraid of him divulging anything anyways.
"Sure! But this is amazing! You're really a pilot?! Please, I want to know how the job is! How many Xenoids have you killed? How are they? Are they different than normal mechs?"
"Much different and deadlier," I laughed. "You wouldn't survive against a single one."
"Fuck! Are you kidding me?!" he gasped. "And I built my machine just to confront them..."
"It's a great design, but lightweight machines get easily crushed by their attacks," I said. "You need heavy and sturdier shapes."
"Hoh!"
At the end, we continued talking for more than I thought.
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