"Billy Briarwood" A liutenant for Mr. N's Elite Gaurd Rank #5 Letter "H" The Hero spoke with pride.
"DO NOT underestimate the importance of weapons in battle or war."
Billy was professional with his suit and tie, in the middle of his lecture for infantry A Class B.
He simply explained the topic at hand.
"The 10 Great Weapons of the World"
The 10 Great Weapons, described as weapons of mass destruction are scattered along the globe. In america we are only confirmed to have one user, "The Monolith"
Jeremiah The Grafted.
As the class hears this name they start bickering among each other. "The patch man?" he's rumored to be the worse than the—
"A few of you might have heard of him or even seen him in person, he did go to Mr. N's "Hero school, just like the rest of you." Billy explained.
A student interested asks Billy if he acutally taught Jeremiah?"
However Billy brushes it off staying on topic.
"Every continent has at least 1 weapon. However it is rumored, that out of all the weapons scattered around the world, two weapons are unaccounted for."
Weapon #2 "The Archangels Atomic Bomb"
and
Weapon #9 The "God" Stick.
While Weapon #2 is a mysterious weapon, #9 was wielded by one of Mr. N's former elite guards Mori.
The #1 rule however is that while God Stick is only ranked #9 out of the 10 Great weapons, any fight against one of the 10 Great weapons is not a fight.
As he writes on the chalkboard. DO not engage a user of one of the 10 Great weapons.
It is illegal.
It is a slaughter. Flee on sight, or you will be killed for commiting treason as you decided to fight and commit suicide instead of running away.
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The Battle commenced.
Osprey was ready, he was already warmed up from what he did earlier, his shots were precise despite his distance.
The first arrow is so fast it doesn't whistle — it cracks the air like a gunshot. Mori's eyes widened a fraction too late. He panics as his arms flail into the air to protect his face, luckily it worked; the hit wasn't fatal, punching clean through his open palm and tearing a jagged path up through his forearm.
Mori staggers back, a grunt escaping him as warm blood spatters. As he regains his composure 6 more arrows head his way as he dodges all 6 of them one grazes his skin causing a superficial cut that he ignores.
Mori does not hesitate as he throws God stick into the air it levitates above him as he raises his hand somehow controlling the weapon.
Osprey breathes deeply as he thinks. "Gods, he doesn't even flinch, his reaction speed might be on the same level as Dreyfus"
From his hidden perch 1.4km away, Osprey's supernatural eyes see the small weapon in the air.
He estimates "If what i read was correct, The wind pressure swirling around the God Stick is too strong — it'll knock my arrows off course. Worse, the currents are wild and unpredictable, spinning in ways he can't control or calculate. No equations, no physics— nothing will allow me to bend shots consistently in this bullshit."
The smart move would be to take out the weapon itself — but that's impossible. The closer to the God Stick, the more compressed and dense the air becomes. Hitting it directly? Not a chance.
Osprey the genius plans his next strike and it wont be his last.