Watching Charles frown in thought, Hand leaned in slightly and said, "Governor, I believe you can procure better weapons than ours, which is why I recommend our relic integration optimization for you. We can fit some of your smaller relics into the prosthetic, so they are always at the ready, like so."
As he spoke, he placed his gloved right hand in front of Charles.
With a ripping sound, the white glove was torn apart instantly, revealing a bronze metal prosthetic before Charles.
"Click, click, click—" The sound of gears turning non-stop rang out as his metal index finger split in two down the middle, and a glass dagger, thin as paper, popped out, which he grasped with ease.
"You see, not only does this save time drawing weapons, but it also allows for surprise attacks. Back on British Island, many soldiers had this service customized."
"Alright," Charles took out all his relics, "These are all my relics. I want them integrated into the prosthetic."
