"Come." Qin Xa walked up to Angron and held out his hand.
Angron wanted to grab Qin Xa's hand and use it to pull himself up, but considering his weight, he decided against it.
But Qin Xa used a burst of psychic power to push Angron up from the ground, then turned to look at the others.
The Gladiators were fighting the Ogryns.
Oeno held a shield at the front. This Old Bear's body had not weakened in the slightest with age. Though he could only use his shield to withstand the glancing force of the Ogryns' swinging weapons, he still drew their attention and gave the other Gladiators time to attack.
Kleist thrust his long spear again and again, like a primitive hunter stalking an elephant.
Yochula had just pulled his Prosthetic Arm from an Ogryn's head. His younger brother Yochuka stood trembling nearby, holding his brother's sword. He was covered in blood, so he must have joined the battle as well.
"Yochuka seems to adapt to fighting easily," Qin Xa said to the primarch.
Angron looked at Yochuka. He could sense much from the boy's emotions.
Fear, anger, the thrill of having just taken part in a battle, and exhilaration.
Theseus, who had charged in earlier and stabbed a Beastman in the eye, must have had an unknown past. His past experiences had taught him how to fight and how not to fear his enemies—this was Angron's judgment after using the methods Qin Xa had previously taught him to sense and analyze Theseus.
As for Yochuka, he presumably had no combat experience and no unknown past.
It was truly surprising that he had still joined the battle.
"Someone told me before that all Nucerians have undergone Genetic Engineering." Qin Xa looked at Yochuka, who was breathing heavily, with