Chapitre 945: The War Begins

"You do realize that the entire thing seems crazy, right?"

Sitting in the bar in the sky, the Chief idly sipped a bubbling, golden beverage before saying this to the Head, who was sniffing disapprovingly at a pitcher of beer that had just been given to him.

"Eight years, six months, and three days. Also made using a defunct method which gave subpar results. Not recommended for Heroes, or even Champions. Give the entire stock to the Warriors."

The answer was given to the bartender, who nodded and said, "That's what I thought, too, but I needed an expert opinion. I didn't think that I got lucky when I found that abandoned warehouse, but I thought that it might at least get me a favor from a couple of Champions. Well, not all of us can be as consistently lucky as you…"

With a wince, the Head replied, "Don't remind me. Everything that came out of that luck is almost gone."