Which is what every mad professor ever told to their helper, Leon thought when GM waived his objections away. Without exception, they were all killed by their own creation. Of course, that might actually be a good thing in this case, and Leon very much doubted that he would grieve over GM if it actually happened. Not that he would ever share this with GM, though.
'Properly set up for it'? Well, that sounds ominous like nothing else. Much according to his earlier expectations, Leon didn't really like the answer to his question. Still, it's one of those things where you really don't want to be surprised by it. By now, the young man was pretty sure that by 'beta test', GM meant 'get maimed by'. Which, as obvious as it might be, was not really Leon's idea of having a fun time. Well, might as well try to see if I can find out anything interesting while GM is busy
Sadly for Leon, this wasn't really the case; GM worked far too fast for Leon to find out about anything interesting, all he could see being some kind of lizard demon and some kind of programming. Whatever it was, it wasn't something he had ever seen before. Maybe if he had the time to look at it properly he could find out what it was about, but for now it might as well have been a bunch of random symbols, totally indifferable from each other if it weren't for the graphical image that popped up with each file.
As if the computer had hear Leon think, the next file GM opened spewed out some kind of error message, which the evil being then immediately removed. What did it say though? Incom-something? For some reason, Leon doubted that GM was part of any incorporation. Unless... This entire thing was rigged by a large party rather than a single person. Which raised the question of why they were doing so. Where it was easy to believe that a single madman could do all this just for the sake of fun, that wasn't likely when a group was behind it. Either way, it wasn't anything Leon could find out right now, and he had bigger problems on his mind anyway -- like, for example, how to not get killed by the wolves that were surely about to be sent out to kill him. If only he had something to defend himself by, anything at all.
In a stroke of 'luck', GM spent quite some time on putting the finishing touches on the new Rin, giving Leon some time to look around the room some more. Sadly, it looked like there was no weapon anywhere in the room. Not to mention the fact that, even if there was one in the original room, the fact that GM warped the room to something inrecognizable to its original state would have removed any weapons that were there. Just how powerful is this guy?, Leon wondered. Much like had happened before though, GM didn't give him time to think about it, seeing as the possible demigod then summoned him to come closer. Well, here it goes...
Ever so carefully, Leon followed GM into the new room, fully expecting him to be attacked at any minute. In a last attempt of finding something, Leon looked around one last time in his approach. Come on... Isn't there anything to defend myself? Now think, and fast. What could be in a room like this? I can't expect there to be any knives in a bedroom, but maybe there's something decently heavy? Like a thick paperback or someth- Again, as if it was summoned by his words, Leon caught sight of exactly what he was looking for just as he thought of it. "What the...," he whispered. Halting for only a brief moment, the man then quickly snatched the book off the ground and continued his way into the all-too-obvious deathtrap
Surely enough, moments after Leon reached the new room, GM summoned severel copies of the wolf he has just created. "Well, I can't say I couldn't expect this," Leon muttered, trying his best to oversee the quite frankly terrible situation. Six to one... Considering the fact that he only survived his encounter with the original 'Rin' with the help of Rose, and that said original was in a very poor state, there was little doubt in Leon's mind that he was not going to win this battle. Still, he was not about to just give up. He stepped back a bit, raising the book he'd picked up earlier as if it was a baseball bat -- albeit a very short one, then waited for the wolves to attack him, hoping he could take down at least one. Sadly for Leon, his reflexes were not nearly as good as the wolves', who quickly brought him to the ground and sending the bok skidding across the ground before digging into his flesh. Futilely struggling against the onslaught, Leon did his best to keep the wolves off of him, but it was to no avail. With each passing second of agony, he felt his strength leaving him more and more, his struggle becoming inversely weaker. The last thing Leon saw before his sight went black was the title of the book. Frankenstein: The Complete Collection.