There was no escaping Griffith and his extraordinary powers, even with the head start the grenade had bought them.
"Do you have any more bombs?"
"I wish I did! I'd love a rocket launcher, too!"
Yulia rolled her eyes. She really did want one, preferably a model she had created with Star Creation before. Not only could it track targets and reload automatically, but it also packed enough firepower to blow apart a mountaintop in minutes.
Her original self had an army of Lego soldiers in her Star Creation Realm, each equipped with one... Wasn't spamming troops the whole point?
"What's that in your hands, then?"
"What do you mean, in my... In my hands?"
A dizzy spell sent the world spinning, dropping Yulia straight to her knees. At the same time, her hands suddenly grew heavy, and an extravagantly designed rocket launcher sank into the dirt.
Yulia stared at the weapon in her hands in disbelief. Her head felt ready to explode, and her first thought was: I can finally open the Star Creation Realm?
Impossible!
The Star Creation Realm held her original self's true reserves, containing everything she had collected over countless years wandering the void alone. Yulia had never been able to open it, either before becoming a black soul or afterward.
"It isn't alive."
But Yulia soon discovered that the weapon in her hands differed slightly from a genuine Star Creation rocket launcher. It had no life; only its appearance was the same.
Yulia frowned, gritted her teeth, and hoisted the launcher onto her shoulder, rapidly checking its settings. "Aside from not being alive... it has every function? What... is going on?"
"Found you."
Just then, Griffith appeared before them... He walked out of the coral grove with a cold smile.
Yulia steeled herself. "Don't come