SMACK!
Furin slammed her palm down on the Magical Device.
Startled, Zog quickly stopped her. "Hey, don't smash it! This is the only one we have right now."
"Why? How can a one-coin Beastman huntress kill me?"
Furin stared at her character on the screen. She had just filled her Mana, transformed into a Golden Dragon, and was all set to go on a rampage. But then, she was taken down with two javelins by some huntress on Zog's board named Ned Leopard-Tail.
"Because she's three-star! Plus, she has the Beastman and Hunter synergy bonus, and she's fully equipped. The fact that she didn't kill your item-less Furin with a single javelin means she was underperforming."
"How is that fair?! A three-star is just nine units, right? Even if you threw ninety Neds at me and gave them thirty pieces of Magic Equipment, they still couldn't beat me."
"It's a game, sis. A game. It needs to have stats."
"What did you say?"
"A game needs to have stats."
"No, the part before that."
