Rebelling

Utoni stretched out his hand, slowly reaching for the metal piece on the ground. After repeatedly making sure that there was no problem with it, he picked it up.

"So heavy…"

However, after he had picked up the metal armguard, his expression shifted. "Why is it so heavy? Is it made of gold?"

"That doesn't concern you, Mr. Utoni." The voice from the speaker spoke again, urging him, "Please put it on at once and follow my instructions. This is your only chance."

"Put, put it on?" Utoni repeated himself. "But, there's this sticky substance all over it."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and sniffed. "It smells like asphalt… Ahh!!!"

Before Utoni could continue his waffling, he suddenly felt numb all over as if needles were swarming all over his body. The intense pain and itching made him convulse violently!

It was only after ten seconds that the death-like numbness gradually subsided.