'They're making a move! Some faction is on the move! It's huge. Sounds like... a frontal assault?'
In the sewers, King Arthur couldn't see what was happening on the surface, but he could piece it together from the sounds.
'A frontal assault on the Twin Towers?'
'How much firepower would that take?'
'Ten full-body A-Class Implantors would have a tough time of it.'
'At least twenty... or maybe...'
'An S-Class is involved?'
King Arthur remained hidden. If it were just a fight between A-Class Implantors and Tier Three Extraordinaries, he might have been able to participate.
But an S-Class? There was no point in even thinking about getting involved.
King Arthur himself had one S-Class Prosthetic Body, so he knew all too well how terrifying a full-body S-Class Implanter was.
A single one of them could take on at least twenty ordinary A-Class Implantors.
King Arthur figured he could take on two or three at most.
He composed a message and sent it via his wristband.
