After wrapping up all the handovers, Anthony returned to the armory, stepping into his own workshop.
Anthony had grand ambitions. He wasn't about to rest on his laurels just because he'd built a few mechs. He wanted to create more, stronger mechs, because only then would he have more influence on the deserted island.
At that moment, Sandra strolled in.
"Missy, showing up this late, you're not here for, you know, something else, are you?"
Anthony smirked mischievously.
Sandra gave a dramatic eye-roll, ignoring his comment, and casually found a place to sit.
"Anthony, have you given any thought to what went down today?" Sandra asked.
"What do you mean by that?"
Anthony asked, a bit puzzled.
"Don't you think Ivy's eagerness to deal with Leopard Head is a bit too intense?" Sandra aske
