Insufficient Energy
Readyyy...!
Pew!
Omega pointed her staff toward the target.
A beam fired instantly, shattering the target to pieces.
Woohoo! Ten points!
What do you think, Mister? Omega did good, right?! Omega is helpful, right?!
Yeah, you were amazing!
Hehe. Omega's mega helpful!
I wrote the new finding in my notebook.
[Weapon of choice: beam staff. Powerful. Calls it "pew."]
I kept track of everything I learned about Omega.
I thought it might help uncover her past.
I had just grabbed new practice targets from the storage.
...
Mister, are you going to keep doing that?
Do what?
Carrying that stuff. It looks super heavy!
Aren't you tired?
It's heavy, yeah, but...
Right?! Right?! You are tired!
Then Omega can help!
How?
Mister needs something to go "boom!" for Omega's "pew!" right?
Then Omega just needs to... gather power like this...
Omega grabbed her staff and swung it.
With an electronic chime, a projection rose from the ground!
Ta-da!
Omega can shoot this instead!
That way you don't need to carry heavy stuff anymore!
Right?! Right?! Omega's amazing, right?!
Omega can make squares...
And triangles too!
Every time Omega swung her staff, a new projection popped into existence.
Circles! Star shapes! Moon ones too!
Th-that's impressive, but...
Oh! Omega can make more than just shapes!
Trees! Rocks! Carriages!
Red umbrella! Yellow umbrella! Torn umbrella!
The once-spacious training grounds started running out of room...!
And also...! Also...!
O-Omega, that's more than enough...!
Looking up... large object...
Huh? Omega found something interesting in the database.
Blue whale? What can it be?
Whatever it is, Omega can make it!
Come ouuut! Hi-ya!
H-Hold onnn..!
Sorry, Mister...
Omega got too excited from being praised...
Omega got in the way... Omega shouldn't have tagged along...
Really...? Omega was helpful...?
...Mm-hm!
No more crying! Gotta wipe the sniffles and—
...Huh?
Mister? Omega's hands are missing.
What are you talking about, your hands are—
...Gone?
Everything below Omega's elbows had vanished like a ghost.
So you went to every doctor in Candle Square...
And ended up coming to me.
...And what makes you think I can help?
Because it might be something supernatural...
I'm a hexcaster, not some paranormal investigator!
Hmm.
Mister... Omega's huuungry...
Omega's tummy is growling...
...Has she eaten?
And she says she's hungry.
Didn't you say she came out of some ancient weapon or something?
Then she might be a summoned construct from long ago.
She probably needs energy to maintain her form.
High-tier spells and projections work the same way.
I recalled Omega excitedly summoning projections nonstop.
Maybe she used too much energy doing that?
So food might restore her?
I can't say for certain. But from a hexcaster standpoint, yes.
Hey! You barge in here and now you're leaving without a word?!
I asked the chefs in Candle Square for some light soup.
I scooped a spoonful and brought it to Omega's lips.
She took it, then swallowed it down.
It's yummy, Mister!
Omega feels a little bit better!
Really? Omega can?
Thanks, Mister!
After that, Omega kept eating...
And eating...
And eating some more...
J-just eat only as much as you need...!
It took nearly a month's worth of food supplies before Omega's arms fully restored.
I made it clear she should avoid creating projections unless absolutely necessary.