The Academy’s Weapon Replicator

A brief moment passed.

“Ugh….”

When Paul opened his eyes, he found himself in a dark room.

“Where… Ugh, cough, cough!”

As soon as he awoke, pain surged through his entire body. It was as if his very being was screaming.

“That bastard….”

Paul’s last memory was of Frondier suddenly overtaking him and grabbing him by the collar. He had no recollection of what Frondier did after that.

‘Did he knock me out and then mess up my body to prevent me from escaping? He really did a thorough job of making a mess of me.’

Unable to remember why he had fainted, Paul perceived the injuries throughout his body as separate incidents.