Chapter 9 - 9 Making Money (1/2)

Gray left the hotel shortly after his meeting with Talia al Ghul. Staying in the territory of the League of Shadows wasn't a good option for anybody. Even someone some with metahuman level abilities like Gray.

Taking his bag of money he headed out to the airport on the outskirts of Gotham, waiting patiently for the arrival of the blood money.

He had spent several thousand dollars at the hotel, mainly gorging himself on food and seeing how much liquor it took to get himself intoxicated.

After drinking over a dozen straight glasses of bourbon, Gray finally felt a little dizzy but the feeling passed quickly and he returned to his room, a bemused expression on his face.

”I can't get drunk. I guess this is how Barry Allen feels....”.

Achilles possessed a similar speed to when Barry Allen first obtains his speed. He could cross several miles in the blink of an eye without using his chariot, yet their was an invisible force acting upon Gray whenever he reached the speed limit Achilles reached in his prime.

It was as if his body was about to get shoved through a small tube, and he resisted this feeling with the immense strength Achilles Class Card had on his constitution.

'I wasn't going nearly as fast as the Flash needed to use the Speed Force. The rules in this universe are completely different to both the one that the Class Cards came from as well as my own. Exotic materials and foreign elements exist here that don't anywhere else. Hell, Kyptonite was just an idea before I was sent here'.

Gray sighed as he sat in a nearby tree.

Despite getting to the airport several hours before the allotted time for the money shipment, there were dozens of guards, each with machine guns guarding the surrounding area.

It didn't seem like the Falcone Crime Family didn't want to take any chances with this one.

Gray waited and waited as the sun slowly dipped over the horizon. The long shadows cast by the setting sun provided a perfect scenery for Gray to snooze to. As he thought about using his other Class Cards in the near future.

'Lancer and Caster would agree. So would Gunner. Saber, Alter Ego, Saver and Berserker refuse to be used under any circumstances. Assassin for some reason accepted my call today, and Archer, Avenger and Ruler don't even answer me..... I guess that only leaves Shielder.....'.

Closing his eyes and reaching out into his soul, Gray connected with the lone card without any form of weaponry. Carrying only a single shield into combat, donning thick armor as the figure stalked the battlefield.

”Install.... Shielder.....”.

A minor flash in the forests surrounding the airport went unnoticed by the armed guards and Gray's attire changed instantly. Becoming something similar to Achilles', yet completely different.

Being clad in silver armor with blue highlights, it was similar to Achilles in design, yet was much thicker and tougher than the Greek Hero. A massive diamond shaped shield appeared on Gray's arm, its size wider than himself and taller than his six foot figure.

It was crafted from celestial silver and covered in the hide of seven giant oxes. The hides themselves could block blows from swords and spears and deflect countless arrows. It had become both a Noble Phantasm and a Conceptual Weapon after the Heroic Spirit who it belonged to reached the Throne of Heroes.

It was the shield of Ajax The Great. One of the many Heroes from the Trojan War.

It was Rho Aias.

”..... Damn..... the memories of Ajax.... their amazing.....”.

”Ajax! He killed himself!”.