"There seem to be no issues at all. If anything, I believe you are progressing quite wonderfully. Your stamina and muscle density have flown through the roof lately."
Removing a strange attachment from Nero's arm, Lyon had an amused expression as he stared at the half naked Nero.
Nero paused for a moment then muttered,
"That's good and all, but will I really be unable to use a Blizter?"
Lyon guffawed, "Young man, what's so good about piloting one of those ugly things anyway? They are probably musty, sweaty and cumbersome to deal with."
Nero sighed, "The Sergeant told me new recruits are either sent to be foot soldiers, or are given more logistics positions."
Nero's eyes narrowed, "I'm not going to he running any errands. I'd rather cut my own throat now!"
Lyon smacked him at the back of the head,
