"No way. I didn't think you had that in you." Stark looked Greed up and down in surprise. "How did you find the center of gravity on those bricks so precisely? Purely by feel?"
"It's my gift," Greed said, watching the monitor. Their feed was not that dark; all of it had night vision. So Stark could see Pride stacking the bricks perfectly clearly. Naturally, he also noticed that the force on every single brick was correct.
"This is a gift, that's a gift. This instance is like it was made by your family." Scarecrow could not help but complain. "Oh, wait, it was made by your family. But you still can't be this biased toward yourself, can you?"
Greed, however, seemed to have anticipated something and said, "Do you think the other me has a huge advantage? I can only tell you that when you gain something, you have to give something up. If he clears it first, that'll be a miracle."
"I don't see any hope of him not winning." Mephisto folded his arms. "In fact, they're the fastest right now. They're about to reach the Scale. They're the first group."
"Not for long." Greed studied Pride's expression as he spoke.
"Isn't this stage a little too easy?" Joker muttered unhappily. "They can get through with acrobatics. There's no technical content at all. They really should have electrified the ladder."
"But the next stage is a big move." Scarecrow rubbed his hands together excitedly. "What are they going to choose? Donate blood or not? Trust the person behind them or not?"
"They're here, they're here." Mephisto pointed at the screen. "Schiller and that Batman are here. Will they choose to donate blood?"
Then everything that happened next exceeded everyone's expectations and left them speechless. Stark, who had never