"Ugh! Cough, cough..."
The Worker—or rather, Phantom Pain—coughed up a mouthful of foul blood, his figure swaying unsteadily.
His body was riddled with a dozen bloody holes, looking like a sieve. Yet thanks to the traits of the Agony system, he hadn't lost too much blood and could still barely manage to stand. His brain was spinning at high speed, instantly formulating a countermeasure.
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