A pensive silence followed, making Murphy’s sentiment seem somewhat trite. He noticed Rachel shiver slightly in the cold air. He should have reminded her to bring a coat.
I caught the closest one in the neck with the EMPR, sending bolts of electricity surging through its circuits, exploding out its eyes. It fell to the ground in a slump, but was immediately replaced with another of its kind.
A name caught my eye, and I stopped scrolling as I felt a prick of pain in my chest. The faint LED glow of Allie’s name burned itself into my retinas as brief flashbacks assaulted my mind’s eye.
It was eight feet tall with silver skin and arms that were unnaturally long. Its presence was intimidating, but I calmly exhaled and brought the Concreator’s scope to my eye.
Foreglade did not acknowledge Rala’s presence at first even though it was he who had summoned her to his office. He took his time organizing odd looking flasks and instruments on a large wooden shelf and did not turn to face her before she spoke.