Chapter 55: Bloodsoaked Road
Mopping up the remaining plastic men hardly warranted any effort on Yuan’s part. By the time he returned to the spirit-train, Bucket and the others had destroyed most of the vehicles and melted down the few enemies that managed to board. They only suffered two dead passengers and three wounded; a vanishingly small number of casualties considering the scale of the raid they’d just faced..
Such was the strength of a large, well-armed group in the Wasteland. A lethal encounter for a small team turned into a road bump for them.
Yuan received a hero’s welcome on his return too, with passengers firing their guns into the air and wasting their bullets on a welcoming committee. Yuan was about as incensed by their lack of respect for good ammo as he was pleased by their appreciation.
Returning to Arc’s side was almost a relief. His mentor hadn’t moved an inch from her meditation spot, though Yuan could tell she had observed the battle closely. He guessed he had passed her test with flying colors.
“It went well,” Yuan said.
Arc shrugged. “You did well, yes, but not perfectly.”
This took Yuan aback. He thought he had done an excellent job taking down a spirit-beast without any issue. “What did I do wrong?”
“There was an easy way for you to destroy the trashemoth’s core which you missed out on,” Arc replied. “Not saying your method wasn’t effective. You just missed a quicker alternative.”
Yuan pondered her words. Arc insisted on taking his revolver away before he confronted the creature, which led him to rely on his unarmed techniques, Sniper’s Bore, and homemade bullets.