CLANG~!
Gear smashed down on a robot with his manifested wrench. When the plate shattered apart he dropped to his knees and took several breaths.
"Your performance is degrading.", Orothus' voice spoke over the speaker.
"I know. . ."
This was all Gear came to know. In every bit of spare time he had, Gear spent his time in this training area Torch had developed. From fighting advanced robots, to being outnumbered, to something simple like reflex training by dodging incoming attacks. He fought and trained to the point where his sense of time had slipped up.
"You've seen an increase in proficiency by 26% over the past week. We can say you've officially learned the basics. Unfortunately your performance lately shows that you can't go much further than that."
Basics. That's all he knew. He understood nothing more than the basics.
