"Ugh!" Charles' face contorted as he clenched his teeth and mustered all his strength to yank off his prosthetic limb. The metal arm, with bits of blood and flesh, was tossed to the side.0

"Captain, why do we have to take off our prosthetics too? It's been so long; they should be fine," Dipp said as he stared bitterly at his mechanical legs placed in front of him. He was now stark naked, and with his legs removed, he was left kneeling on the ground.0

Charles shook his head slightly. "No. We don't know what kind of relic our prosthetics might turn into and what their side effects would be. It's too risky to have them on us. We need to get rid of everything except our own original relics."0

Meanwhile, a crew member next to them was making gagging noises as he shoved his fingers...1