If each of them gave him a powerful piece of Bio-Armor, he would have this in the bag.
Psionics, holy power, witchcraft, plus some mental snuggling from Brain-and all of it from Origins. Surely those would qualify as powerful Monarch-Level treasures?!
Just thinking about it was enough to get him excited.
Almost in an instant.
As the blue light rapidly faded, a massive crate slowly appeared in the clearing where the Warp had taken place.
It was plain and unadorned, without any wrapping, but Lynn could still feel the faint psionic fluctuations coming from inside.
"They really sent it over?"
The Night Doctors around him spoke in a daze.
Although swindling the Matriarch and the others out of exorbitant military funding would indeed be a huge help, whenever they thought about how Mr. Lynn had conned it out of them, they felt utterly ashamed. And they had actually sent it over!
Gratified and excited, Lynn walked over to the massive crate, rested a hand on it, and adjusted his Monocle.
"This should be from Sir Awen. Let's open it and see what kind of Bio-Armor it is. No need to rush, everyone. There should be at least two more pieces of top-tier equipment coming later. Let's take a look first!"
With that.
Lynn drew the Night Demon Blade.
Swish, swish, swish-
After a series of delicate, surgical movements, he abruptly sheathed the blade.
Cracks instantly spread across the massive crate before it clattered apart, revealing... a slightly smaller crate inside.
"..."
Everyone looked at one another, utterly bewildered.
Why was there another crate inside the crate?
Why did something feel a little off?!
Hesitating, Lynn walked up and knocked on the crate. After a moment's thought, he raised his blade again and solemnly slashed away.
Click-
With Lynn's excellent, surgical