"Stop talking about me like I'm some kind of laboratory specimen," John muttered, rolling his eyes.
He grew curious when he heard Goven's words, pulled out a standard defensive tower, one that should have stood a hundred meters tall back in the trial.
This time, the structure that appeared was a measly twenty meters high. It looked more like a backyard observation deck than a weapon of war.
John's face darkened as he turned to Goven. "How did you manage to miss telling me this tiny detail until now?" he asked, his voice laced with frustration.
"If I'd known that everything was going to be miniaturised and weakened upon ascending, I wouldn't have wasted space on standard equipment. I would have filled the entire pocket trial with high-grade defences!"
"I thought it was a well-known fact," Goven replied, his voice slightly strained as he tried to process the sheer scale of the towers John had just manifested, not that much worried about missing this point.
