"Executive Officer, I-I can't keep going either..."
Luka stood amid the blazing flames, drenched in sweat. Not only was the externally mounted iron arm scorching hot, even the prosthetic underneath was hot as hell.
"Hang on! Perseverance is victory!"
Yan Huan stood in the flames as well, cheering Luka on.
"The situation has suddenly reached a stalemate!" Jimi had not expected things to end up like this. He immediately raised his voice:
"Who will last until the very end? Between [Iron Arm] and [Iron Shield], who is truly the heat-resistant champion?!"
"Ah, I can't do this anymore." Luka was the first to deactivate the [Iron Arm] on his hand, leaving only his original prosthetic limb.
Freed from the restraint of that huge hunk of metal, he felt much better.
Meanwhile, the Iron Shield in the sky had already been heated red-hot.
None of its functions had failed because of the high temperature, but it really was scorching...
When the girl saw Luka discard his iron arm, she thought for only 0.3 seconds before decisively letting go of the Iron Shield and dropping from the air.
The released Iron Shield continued moving, hurtling down from above toward Luka. Its auto-aim function was still active.
"Forget the shield! Take out the girl and you win!" Yan Huan ordered.
Luka nodded. Without the iron arm, his speed rose to another level, and he charged at the girl in an instant.
The Iron Shield's flight speed was still slightly inferior to Luka's, as was its owner's physical ability.
In the end, before a mercifully brutal beating could begin, the opponent surrendered.
"Don't! I surrender!!"
Jimi raised his microphone.
"Now I declare that the winner of this match is—Lu~ka!!"
At the same time, a large number of drones flew out above the arena, spraying freezing