>>6047663“...I'll let that insult slide, just this once.” you tell the golden bot, who seemingly raises a brow at this. “Insulting someone's strength is a good way to get them to attack you.”
“I see.” Amazo replies, then continues. “But I do not see the strength Ubo spoke of. Even at your maximum state output of around 40,000 times your current physical form, even with an overly-generous margin of error of 12,000 times, it still wouldn't compare to my own current level of output. Is that not a simple statement of fact?”
“That's because you're looking at it wrong.” you tell him, taking a seat before the machine with more ki than damn near any being you've ever sensed before. “You only see the physical. But there is more to strength than numbers.”
“I... Do not understand.” Amazo replies, sounding for the first time genuinely curious. “What do you mean?”
“Have a seat, and I'll show you.” you reply, an idea forming in your mind. “You said you can read others' thoughts, right?”
“Yes, telepathic communication is how I speak.” the machine replies, sitting across from you. “But what does sitting have to do with strength?”
“I'm going to take you through some of my memories, to show you what strength really means.” you tell him, closing your eyes and taking your meditative pose. “Are you ready?”
“I do not know.” the robot replies, you feeling him copying your pose exactly through your ki sense. “But I am eager to learn.”
“Then let us begin.” you <span class="mu-i">think</span> to him, establishing the mental link as you begin going back through your memories. Seeking to show this robot the difference between power and strength. First is one you thought of just before closing your eyes, having seen your youngest twins Maz and Kayle. You remembering back to the Battle of New Salda, to their namesakes' sacrifice. Maz, missing a leg below the knee while Kayle cannot move below her waist, both lay on the ground, leaning against each other back-to-back.
“Karn. A word.” Maz had asked between pained breaths, you flying up eye level to the Oozaru.
“We're not going to survive this. Don't waste your time on trying to get us out.” Kayle says, very matter-of-factly. “We'll buy you time to get them away.”
“Your sacrifices won't be forgotten. What are your names?” you'd asked them as the other mobile Oozaru had gathered the other wounded, readying to move. You'd gotten their names, then said. “Right. Good hunting you two. Everyone ready?”
“I do not understand.” Amazo <span class="mu-i">thinks</span>, his spectral image beside you in the memory. Everything stops as you turn back to him, to see what he has to say. “What strength is there to see here? Those two are injured, but not beyond saving. Prompt medical care could save their lives.”
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