Eve of the Decisive Battle

"Cool, we've now recruited Vandal King into our team. I felt like our chances of winning have significantly increased," the waiter said. "This guy is a beast... well, although he's gotten a little fleshy now, he's still a beast with some extra flesh! He was the one who made all the master builders run around to fix his crimes." 

"You think too highly of me," The Vandal King shook his head. "After all, I haven't taken apart things for many years. I've inevitably become rusty, and now, I'm probably less than 60% of what I was during my heyday. The old me would have never taken half a minute to tear down that mechanical spider."

"Hahahaha, I like this guy, he can brag," the waiter patted Vandal King on the shoulder. "Yes, I can feel that he's starting to integrate into our team and become a part of us."

"Now, we only have one thing left."

The bald man wore a grave look on his face.

"What's up?"