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The popup doesn't even last a second. There was no question in your mind of what you had to do. You quickly tap "Yes" and do the only thing you can think of. "What art thou doing?!" Misadir shouts as you ram your hand into your belt. With the extra strength your fingers punch through the metal and fan blades as if they were made of brittle dirt.
"What I said I'd do." You say. "Even if I don't know what the end result will be." You close your hands around the ice that had obstructed your belt's fans. You can feel some resistance almost as if what remained of your belt was trying to keep you transformed, a last defiant act to keep it's owner safe. The ice around you struggles to stay around you. As you pull the crystalline structure within your belt out, it pulls the ice along with it as it coalesces all the material that was fortifying your armor into itself including your "scarf".
"Desist! This is not the time for thine heroics!" Misadir shouts but their voice grows week as they fade away. With one last effort you rip free the object, shattering your belt. Your armor falls to pieces around you, no longer retreating away like it normally does. They fall to the ground along with the remains of your belt, all of it incomprehensibly complex. You leap back and look at the item in your hand. A ice cluster lays in your hands. The extra ice spikes slowly dissolve and fall off leaving you a pristine looking crystal in your hand.
<span class="mu-g">You obtain:
Misadir's Soul (Legendary Item)
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Belt Affinity: 100%
You lost:
Typhoon Driver
[Hero Skill] Transform lost.
[Hero Skill] Aerial Mobility lost.
[Hero Skill] Finisher lost.
RIDER system lost.
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You had only taken your eyes off the boss for a moment before an explosion sends you flying straight through the fire wall. Your body instantly ignites and you crash into a zombie in the center of the horde. The next few seconds are a flurry of punching and kicking as you struggle to see through the flames. "I believe you have something of mine." The boss says as he smothers the dying wall of fire. You slam a zombies head against your knee and turn to face the boss.
"Funny. I don't seem to recall caring." You say spitting blood in his direction. You wave the crystal before stuffing it into your pocket. "But I don't feel like sharing either way." You add, grabbing a zombie and throwing it in his direction. You duck and dodge as you rush into the thin herd of zombies.
"You impudent-!" He begins before a glaive bursts from his chest.
"And I don't remember saying we were done." Ryuji snarls ripping the weapon free. Black, rotting blood begins to pour forth from the wound.
<span class="mu-g">Skill:Pin activated.</span>
