jbox1 "You'll explode yourself with that. I'm sorry, but every unique weapon of ours is equipped with a miniature nuke that explodes to prevent reverse engineering. Of course, you may try, but you'll only blame yourselves after that."
Hexer annoyedly pushes a random button on the table.
"I calculated a 66,8% chance of them trying to disassemble it. Luck is not on my side today. The bluff should probably do it, and if not, they won't be able to construct a lens precise enough or-"
"Damn it, stop going into details. I know every single thing that might go wrong, but I don't yell it so that it's heard in the whole office!"
The cannon reappears in the Scavangers' headquarters, along with a small pink, happy gelatinous creature with tiny simple eyes and a mouth. It harmlessly jumps around.
"Hex..."
"Yes, I realized it too. If I were to remove an emotion from myself, it would be frustration."
