Green understood. This was another restriction. The three combat partner slots were probably a concession to summoner-type Transcendents; otherwise, some of them would be as good as useless once they lost their summons.
But that concession came with limits on both the number of summons and their maximum combat output.
The stronger a summon was, the more Psychic Energy it consumed and the less time it could be used.
With those restrictions, the summoner-type Transcendents who benefited could not use their summons without restraint.
Green ventured deeper into the Rainforest, surveying his surroundings. When he spotted an enormous tree, an idea struck him. His body transformed into a mechanical insect with a series of clicks and clacks. He spun into the ground, then bored upward through the roots and into the trunk.
That was another benefit of becoming a Robot: he could reshape his mechanical body however he liked.
Most people had yet to discover this ability. Only a few had mastered transformation by instinct, like the one who had turned into a Tyrannosaurus rex and the one who had formed a Combiner.
Green used an extending metal tentacle to rake the entrance to his tunnel a couple of times, collapsing and filling it in.
Thick layers of rotting leaves and mud filled it instantly. It looked almost no different from the surrounding ground.
Hidden inside the trunk, Green reduced his Psychic Energy to the faintest trace and matched its frequency to the tree's. Unless someone possessed a special ability, they would have a hard time discovering that a person was hiding inside.
Green decided to lie low for now. Once the Blue Team and Green Team began slaughtering each other and the four teams' strengths returned to a balance, he could emerge and make trouble.
He was sure the