Survivor Evolution: demonic system

Departing from the military base

Lazy Wafula's eyes and Shamim Mwikhaki's eyes met which made Lazy Wafula to awoken out of his absent mindedness and thus, he remembered the purpose of coming in this warehouse.

"I think this mech is simply flawless in that I could not even find a word to say about it. This! With this drill head, I think the armor and shields of any enemy will be utterly destroyed upon impact, not to mention that this mech also has an in - built grinder to mince the opponent..." Lazy Wafula shamelessly jabbered incoherently to avoid embarrassment but he forgot that not all mech were for war as other like the one he was talking about was a mining mecha used for drilling holes through rocks.

"Huh!" Shamim Mwikhaki flicked the boot of the cigar into the dustbin and stood up. It seemed like she had been being played with Lazy Wafula all this time. Lazy Wafula was not even little bit interested in mechs, he was interested in something else. She didn't even want to walk Lazy Wafula around the basement anymor