Milady clenched her fist slowly, the crease on her forehead getting deeper. "This shit don't make sense. He only got that System two days ago. No way he leveled up that fast to the point he can straight-up block my mind control."
Ray nodded in agreement, still thinking about how cold Karl's eyes looked earlier. "Yeah… the change is crazy. The Karl I know is a complete dumbass who only cares about whey protein and gains. But just now? His aura was pure mafia boss energy."
They both went quiet for a moment, watching the park get even emptier. Then the conversation shifted to the more important stuff.
"For real though…" Ray squinted, "who the hell even made that trashy slot machine? Why the fuck does it keep spitting out these weird-ass Core Systems?"
"I don't know either," Milady replied, annoyed. "I already dug everywhere, ripped through historical archives, even studied old supernatural stories from every continent. Still nothing."
