Normally, a Striker would calculate the trajectory, the wind speed, the density of the monster’s shielding. They would execute a perfect, formulaic strike.
"He's going to miss!" Ryu shouted over the comms. "The angle is impossible!"
Ryu slid into the booth, his knuckles wrapped in duct tape. He looked like he’d just gone ten rounds with a combine harvester. "The sector 4 grid is collapsing," he panted, grabbing a glass of water and downing it in one go. "We got Stagnation everywhere. The kind that sticks to your shoes."
The Apathy Monster turned its void-like head toward him. It didn't have eyes, but Jax felt the gaze. It felt like cold soup. It felt like a Monday morning meeting.
Hungry: Hearts Wild Striker ((exclusive))
Normally, a Striker would calculate the trajectory, the wind speed, the density of the monster’s shielding. They would execute a perfect, formulaic strike.
"He's going to miss!" Ryu shouted over the comms. "The angle is impossible!" hungry hearts wild striker
Ryu slid into the booth, his knuckles wrapped in duct tape. He looked like he’d just gone ten rounds with a combine harvester. "The sector 4 grid is collapsing," he panted, grabbing a glass of water and downing it in one go. "We got Stagnation everywhere. The kind that sticks to your shoes." Normally, a Striker would calculate the trajectory, the
The Apathy Monster turned its void-like head toward him. It didn't have eyes, but Jax felt the gaze. It felt like cold soup. It felt like a Monday morning meeting. a Striker would calculate the trajectory