Chapter 114: Hermit Style
Hollowed sounds of panic erupted behind Arthur. It was the guards retreating from the camp, hastily scrambling to reassemble themselves in the confusion.
He took a relaxed breath, the heady rush racing through every fiber of his being as he witnessed his success become tangible.
Having dismantled the three power sources, he recognized the turning point; he felt invincible, a sense of accomplishment blooming within him as he prepared to exit the camp.
He glanced one last time at the wreckage, ensuring they'd be as weakened as possible before he whipped around and dashed to where Chiriku was.
As he entered that area, he found the monk with wide eyes, glancing toward the camp—but those astonished features transformed into a solid flash of relief as Arthur approached.
"We did it!" he explained, stepping forward. "We really did it! I can hardly believe my eyes! We took out their power source."
Arthur exhaled slowly, pretending that he was exhausted from all the fighting. In truth, he could go several more rounds.
"They won't be a threat for much longer," he said. "Without their tech, they'll be scrambling to find a solution, and we can take them out while they're vulnerable."
"Brother Ryugetsu, incredible work," Chiriku praised. "When we report back, the temple will know what you've done."
"What we've done," Arthur corrected.
Realistically, this victory was a tad personal, a new frontier to expanding his capabilities against the flood of technological advancements.