Thousands upon thousands of small cubes were in front of Kyle. Every single cube was one cubic decimeter big, and they hovered in front of Manny as he smiled.
"This…" Kyle transmitted as he looked at the cubes with an uncomfortable expression.
"I thought you would be more excited," Manny transmitted with a small laugh.
"I am," Kyle transmitted, "it's just… this is a lot."
"It's not," Manny transmitted. "You have to keep in mind that we're all trying to accomplish the same goal. I have my job to do, and you have your job to do. You're supposed to be our muscle. That means we need to push your Battle-Strength to the highest level."
"You have a responsibility, but how can you live up to your responsibilities if you don't have the necessary resources? For you, getting one cube of every Spacetime Metal is practically impossible without joining Humanity. My position grants me the opportunity to get something that you can't. So, I did."
