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one person quickly responded, "We follow Mr. Fritz's orders, and Mr. Fritz has instructed us to support you wholeheartedly." "Very well," Alfred replied, nodding with satisfaction. "In that case, I need you to help me with something." "What do you need us to do?" "I need you to help me enhance my power." Alfred spread his arms wide and formidable energy emanated from his palms.

"Mana reserves entirely depleted for the central grid. He is empty." "Send the shell to the Refinery," the lead Enforcer commanded, gesturing toward the pneumatic elevator. "The Sovereign's arrival requires a twenty percent increase in the Spire's power output. We need fresh batteries. Proceed with the next harvest." The Enforcers hoisted the hollowed-out engineer to his feet and shoved him brutally into the heavy steel elevator. The doors slammed shut, sealing like a vault, and the elevator plummeted downward into the unseen depths of the continent.

She had built the life around it — the low ward, the Omega classification, the packless quiet, the specific invisibility of a woman who needed her daughter to survive long enough to become what she was supposed to become. She had done all of that alone. I was not going to waste it. "North," I said. Zane looked at me. "You said north," I said. "How far." "Four days walking," he said. "Maybe three if you—" He looked at the silver at my wrist. "The power is going to keep surfacing as it settles. It might make you faster. It might make you stronger. It's going to be unpredictable for a while." "Unpredictable," I said.

However, he could also feel that the Requiem Clock seemed to be a bit low on energy. He remembered that this divine bell was required to be energized by divine power. Without divine power, it was like an electric toy without electricity! So just by remembering that the Persephone's Folly Bridge cost one million points of divine power for one part, he was scared. "I don't have so much divine power!" "Oh, Requiem Clock. I hope you are not so expensive. I will give you ten thousand… No, a hundred points. This is our first meaningful cooperation. Please be considerate."

I added. @Death Wish

All he could say was that the gap between legendary and epic was huge. Moreover, the gap between low-end and high-end equipment is also massive. For example, Victor's Thermal Greatsword fell into the low-end category. There's no requirement for using low-end equipment, but high-end equipment requires a minimum combat power to operate. Without sufficient combat power, even if you acquired a piece of high-end equipment, you wouldn't be able to use it as your mecha couldn't power it. "Bro, when will you change weapons? This Thermal Greatsword..."

From what she heard about her, she’s skilled and competent. Lee is merely confident because the people she depends on are reliable. They won’t let her down. They’re also aware that if they needed more resources, she would be more than willing to give it to them. She once spent millions of her own money to fund a case she’s involved in. She simply didn’t want it to fail because they lack the resources. They got enough ammo for that one and she even bought out a little fort to remove one mode of escape that the criminals can use.

She only took a few seconds to digest it all. "No weapon systems," began Miko. "Energy shielding minimum. Armor virtually nonexistent." "Well, it's just a lifeboat," Eva said with a sigh. Miko continued, "Power output is overall weak, so we cannot constantly dump energy into the maneuvering thrusters. We will burn out the core if we resort to that. But I might be able to supercharge them in brief intervals." Eva quickly asked, "What'll it cost?" "I will have to shut down life support briefly, that should give us the power we need. But the boat's computer will never give that permission. I will need a few moments to crack the system's NetDef and adjust its priority."