Ezekiel immediately made the choice to add the 6 attribute points to his Constitution, allowing the familiar feeling to pervade his body and seep into his cells. The mechanic squeezed his fist, noting the increase in power the enhancement had granted—though not as efficient as if he had added to his Strength attribute directly.
He didn't regret his choice though. By now, he had realized that he needed a much stronger body to deal with the strain of his equipment. 'Strength and Agility can be put aside for now, my creations will take care of increasing both for me, I'll have to focus more on Constitution, Intelligence and Perception.'
His hands didn't stop while his thoughts raced, equipped in a gauntlet that possessed multiple tubes that stored mini Psion batteries. The gauntlet's fingers released a thin red laser that traced his battered Battlesuit, occasionally switching components and becoming a tiny screw that replaced damaged components of the suits with spare ones.
