[Bonus chapter thanks to Castle from VokayroK <3]
The matter of Brad and Mauve's foundations were only really one issue. Fixing it was almost too easy for Grey, so much so he felt like if he had more time, none of those alien bastards would be able to fuck with him.
Building the mech wasn't difficult for Grey. With the silver grill as a foundation, he already had a lot of what he needed down, especially since he had seen the grill after it had been changed by the Mechanical Jaw Spirit as well.
Following that, all Grey needed to do was try and translate the feeling he got from his incomplete Mechanical Jaw Frame and his Vampire Lord Frame to the mech itself.
This intent and the circuitry needed to help something drink and digest blood was the hard part.
The thing was that doing something like that from scratch should have been impossible without a great bout of enlightenment. But the thing was… Grey was a walking ball of enlightenment.
