[
Dante: Alright, I get that you did what you had to do.
But if that's the case.
Why the hell do I still feel like shit?
]
Not only was he in pain, but he also couldn't move his body at all. Compared to the agony of wearing higher-level armors, his current situation felt much worse, almost as if he got more injuries instead of healing.
Larry turned away, rubbing his neck with a complicated expression.
"Yeah, about that… I haven't used any Nanomeds on you..."
"..."
[Dante: Are you being serious right now?]
A second after he sent the message, Dante noticed Larry's eyes narrow before piercing him with a glare.
