What he obtained was merely some useless knowledge and information.
The only consolation, perhaps, were the clues about the Eternal Silence Star and the program to locate the Holy Castle.
But those were far from sufficient to make up for the humiliation he endured and the trouble brought to the Empire, so...
Screw that!
Abel's face twisted, his figure blurred, and he threw a punch like a shooting star at the nearest life form, the sheer force causing the air to erupt in deafening bursts.
The opponent, already heavily modified, was clearly a Mechanic. His head was encased in a metal mask, and his arms were outfitted with various intricate mechanical devices. Under the shock of the strike, components shattered and sparks flew everywhere.
His body flew backward like a severed kite, tearing through chaotic air currents, and collapsed into a group of people, knocking down a large area.
What kind of thing thinks it's qualified to point at his face and curse?
