16 Clawed

Juste started to move the claw with the directional controls.

It was tricky to maneuver as it sometimes wouldn’t budge at the exact place one wanted it placed.

But sometimes, it was sensitive enough that a little nudge would get the claw from going out of bounds.

Juste was studying how he should control it with just the right amount of pressure. The inner ends of his eyebrows met at the middle.

Chastine noticed his struggle with the controls. “What’s wrong, Juste?”

He explained his predicament, hoping Chastine would be able to provide a tip at least. “It’s a bit tricky to move. Sometimes it goes slow, sometimes fast, even if I apply the same amount of pressure.”

“Duke-X, do you think the claw is broken?” Chastine asked the peculiar man beside him.

Duke-X held the brim of his hat and ran his fingers around the its edge. “No, I’m afraid not. It’s just that the level of difficulty for this machine is high.”

“Tough luck, my friend,” Maxill commented these words to Juste.

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