CH181: A DISAPPOINTMENT.

Zhao stood still, carefully facing the Gazanerrin soldier in the Mechanized Division Two suit, a towering behemoth of metal and weaponry. The soldier's sinister grin disgusted Zhao to the point where he wished to jump on the soldier and pull it out.

 

"Ever heard of this thing called toothpaste?" He asked, referencing the soldier's lemon-yellow teeth. With his energy levels lowered from his previous confrontation with the Lord-tiered beast, Zhao knew he couldn't take this opponent head-on with ease, especially with the enhanced capabilities and advantages that the Mechanized Division Two suit had over his own. So, therefore, he decided to buy some time to allow his body to quickly cool down. [Cool Down: 49%]

 

'Come on, big fella. Have an insecurity that I can exploit,' he muttered to himself. His mind raced, searching for a strategy that would buy him the desired time he needed.