Sitting at one of the tables near the window, Golden Hammer caressed his pointed small beard as he was in deep thought,' Something is off, it isn't like everyone is speaking about him.'
The old man was looking at Requiem's body and replaying his attack right now as best as he could, but still, none of the information he got matched this guy.
' Is this related to the game? I don't sense any particular body control or reflex, his habits are all over the place, which made his attack quite sluggish and easy to counter.'
'Think old man, think...' Golden Hammer stayed in that state for several moments before his eyes lit up and realization dawned upon him.
The moment he reached that thought, he stood up and didn't bother taking a second glance at Requiem as he muttered with certainty," He is a newbie and has no foundation whatsoever. It's not him, but Eclipse Online mechanics are quite different than End World, so everyone had a misunderstanding."
