Chapter 192: Threes
"Yoh, you hear the news? The Weapons have been up all night..."
"Yeah, all the streets were cleared, and a curfew was put in place. What is going on?"
"You know nothing, man; my brother is a junior breaker, and the entire guild was mobilized."
"I heard a huge army of Weapons arrived last night..."
"Damn it! We have been preparing for this treat for weeks! Why is the city suddenly in lockdown?"
"Shh, keep your voice down! If the Breakers hear you, the worst is a warning, but I heard the Weapons have been allowed to kill anyone who makes a scene."
"What the hell?! Aren’t the Weapons supposed to be good guys?"
"The hell is wrong with you? The Elian bastard has a god complex and resurrects the dead! Pweh! Good guys, my foot!"
When the Crestfall city rose from its slumber, it felt the oppressive air. Although the Weapons of Valestra gained some recognition, most knew that they were capable of immense violence.
Most were grateful that the fourth faction of humanity alone protected them from aliens. But as it was human nature to fear what one cannot understand, the vast majority followed not because of loyalty or respect, but out of fear.
This was further worsened by the arrival of the other tribes of the Slinky Corps. Led by Gamma, Beta, and Zeta, they arrived late in the night. Their monstrous appearance reinforced the already massive number of golems patrolling the city.
Even though there was no announcement, the humans in the city felt the highly volatile atmosphere. It was as if one were surrounded by a sea of gasoline while holding a torch. The whole city was tense, and everyone knew that with the right spark, all hell would break loose.