Xunge: Oh my god, good thing the team match was over.
Fat Goose: Oh my god, good thing the team match was over.
Fog Blade: Oh my god, good thing the team match was over.
Maple Syrup: Oh my god, good thing the team match was over.
Motorcycle: ...Are you people even speaking human?!
Motorcycle: "Boss!! Give me all the intel you have on Cinnabar from Cliff Below!"
Yu Xunge and Fog Blade, seated across from Motorcycle, froze for a moment and looked up at the same time. Across Motorcycle's tiny robot form, they met Cinnabar's mechanical eyes glowing red.
By the time Motorcycle tried to loudly announce every error and omission in Cinnabar's intel to every customer present, Cinnabar had already arrived at their table.
Two teammates stood behind him: Yulu and Gale.
Heads rose from table after table nearby, all turning to look in their direction.
Cinnabar's mechanical eyes swept over Motorcycle, and he smiled. "So it's you."
Motorcycle dropped its disguise and immediately entered Combat Form. It stood beside the table, staring up at Cinnabar, who was at least thirty centimeters taller.
The contrast between Motorcycle and a mech had already been brutal enough. Now that Motorcycle had shifted into Combat Form and stood before Cinnabar's initial form, the disparity had not lessened in the slightest. If anything, it had become even more devastating.
Even Yu Xunge and the others could not help feeling powerless.
Yulu sighed. "Your little brother really looks like a complete tragedy..."
Yu Xunge could not say who struck first. After all, many skills were silent and invisible. In any case, everything spiraled out of control in the blink of an eye, and everyone started fighting.
Since their teammates had already been exposed, Yu Xunge and the others simply dropped their disguises as