"You need to equip this psionic suppressor, and this stabilizer. Since you have not undergone Mechanical Implantation, you can only use wearable equipment."
Amphitryon pointed at the equipment laid out across a black velvet-covered trolley, continuing in his usual calm tone. However, Wanda Maximoff, standing before him, did not look relaxed in the slightest. She had just learned why she had come here: the Emperor intended to attack Kamar-Taj—she had lived at Kamar-Taj before. Although she had not initially known much about Earth's schools of magic, as her studies deepened, she came to understand that Kamar-Taj was Earth's supreme Sanctum and the place where the Emperor had studied Psionic Arts. The Emperor, who bore the title of the Sorcerer Supreme's sole disciple, intended to personally lead an army against Kamar-Taj. No matter how one looked at it, the matter sounded absurd. Everyone knew the Emperor was the Sorcerer Supreme's heir; even if his ambitions had swelled, there was no need to do this.
"I know this equipment is somewhat heavy, but if you are willing to undergo Cybernetic Prosthetics enhancement, you will be able to use modular equipment." Amphitryon clearly failed to understand the thoughts conveyed by Wanda Maximoff's expression. "There is still some time before departure. If you are willing, an automated surgical robot can quickly install Cybernetic Prosthetics for you. Although mortals heal somewhat slowly, as long as you use a sufficient dose of painkillers, it will not affect the concentration required for your psionic abilities."
"Thank you, but I still have no intention of undergoing Mechanical Implantation."
Wanda Maximoff spoke. Her mind was entirely elsewhere, and the words of Praetorian Guard Amphitryon barely registered. When she arrived at the astronomical tower and, under the guidance of Amphitryon and the Battle Sisters, entered the Emperor's office, she heard