My System: An Evolved Computer I Made With My Unique Ability—

Hmph!

Bam!

Pow!

Because this was another encounter with the wind-blade guy, Grior, Siril was confident in himself that he won't be beaten up even if there were three of them. But somehow, a few seconds later, he was already down on the ground. And Grior wasn't even attacking him with weird wind blades. It's as if he received a huge power-up in the short span of time when he escaped from them.

"Siril!" Cherry squealed, clutching her hands tight as she tried to look away from the scene. Seeing Siril all beaten up didn't make her feel any better and since Sassu hasn't taken over her body yet, she was in her usual cowardly self.

"Don't move. I can handle this." Siril heavily panted before standing up, struggling to get back on his feet.

He could tell that Grior was getting exhausted after firing such powerful wind blades that penetrated his dragon scales. But something weird happened after that—

The sleepy guy, Vulcan, just touched Grior on the head and he was back to his full power, firing off another round of those wind blades before pausing for a few seconds for the second time. The girl right behind him was also chanting some sort of healing mantra  but Siril was so far that he could only hear bits and pieces of it.

Unbeknownst to him though, the girl, Clara, was actually the one buffing and healing Grior as he attacked. As for Vulcan, his power is an entirely different thing but it doesn't steer clear from a support-type superpower.

With nothing left to lose, Siril turned around, blocking yet another flurry of wind blades with his back which he shifted into its dragon form. This time, the wind blades pierced even deeper, deeper than the previous attacks did.

"Urgh~!" He pursed his lips extending his hands towards Cherry. "Run away, keep these badges safe. I know you're more than capable enough to keep that safe until Satoshi and the others regroup with you. Don't worry about me."

In total, there were ten Badges handed towards Cherry. 'But I'm sure there were just nine of them befo—' Before she could finish her thoughts, she realized that Siril wasn't wearing a badge anymore. Cherry stared at Siril with pleading eyes. "No, let's go together. I can't use my superpower nor can I control it yet. We can get away. We're still a good distance away from them."

"No, you have a greater chance at getting away if I buy some time. If we both run away, they'll just chase us and catch up to us sooner than later. Didn't you notice? They don't get tired. Somehow, their buffs are so effective that their exhaustion vanishes in an instant. I don't know how they do it but it's probably that sleepy-looking guy's doings."

"No, but."

"Hurry! We don't have enough time! I'm at my limit already!" Siril was getting rather impatient. As a final result, he screamed his lungs out as he transformed full-on Dragon Form and turned around.

With a roar, Siril fired a beam towards the three of them, just enough to burn their skin since putting more power into his attack would disqualify him in an instant. Briefly looking back, he saw that Cherry was already running away.

"She'll be fine." Siril smiled to himself as his brows furrowed and he continued charging towards Vulcan and the others. Once the smoke cleared and his beam was gone. Siril bodyslammed himself towards the group.

"Jump," Vulcan said in his usual calm tone, making Siril miss his all-out attack. "Clara, heal our burn. Grior, keep on firing wind blades at that guy. He won't hold for long. I can tell that his attacks are getting more and more desperate by the second."

"Vulcan, I need to reset." Grior continued, once again stopping his attacks.

Mind Sleep.

As far as Vulcan knows, he's the only one who has this rare support-type superpower, and that, in turn, gave him an edge against the other candidates in their Great Mountain School. His superpower revolves around giving the mind and body enough sleep in a span of a split second. Because of that, the body doesn't need to take a long time to recover and superheroes who are affected by his superpower could continue fighting as if they just freshly woke up from a well-deserved rest. The only downside of Vulcan's superpower was that the time he gives so that the mind could get some rest will be added to the time he needed to sleep. That's why he always felt sleepy. If he touches someone's head once, he needs to sleep at least eight hours that night so he could recover from sleep. And right now, he had been touching Grior and Clara's heads more than ten times now, requiring him at least two weeks of sleep. No wonder he always looked sleepy.

This was also the reason why Aljier didn't dare touch him even though he couldn't retaliate if Aljier were to attack him. Vulcan is physically strong and that's the reason why he managed to lift Aljier a few moments ago while holding onto his neck. But Aljier could've easily obliterated him had he chosen to.

Seeing as that he's the foundation of the team, no one would dare touch him because it would be a major loss for them.

Once again, Siril scrambled back to his feet and fired off another beam towards the group, but just before he could charge it up, he noticed that there were four people in the group... not three!

Bewildered, Siril stopped his attack and squinted his eyes. Right now, he was fully shifted into his dragon form and there's no way his eyes could fail him. 'I could have sworn there were four people in the group just now.

"But how? Their leader has been disqualified, right?"

That's when he saw it— Cherry was standing between him and the group. And what's more, she was doing a t-pose.

"Stop it, Siril." She threatened.

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