"Not good!"
"The equipment is suddenly out of control!!"
"Quick, notify the leader, Golden Guard is resurrecting!!"
That night, inside the metal chamber.
A series of panicked exclamations rang out one after another.
Looking over, a group of experimenters in white coats were in a frantic disarray, and on the enormous display screen in front of them, all kinds of data were skyrocketing.
The sound of rapid footsteps soon followed as a slicked-back man wearing a mask appeared with a few others.
"What's going on?"
His tone was low, the gaze from behind the mask carrying weight and confusion.
Golden Guard had been severely injured and had fallen into a subconscious slumber.
Unless awakened by the equipment, it was very difficult for him to wake up on his own.
And now...
Looking through the sturdy transparent glass, the figure of a man sprawled on a metallic platform, like a sleeping lion, could be seen.
