Orsethii was taken aback, and her eyes grew wide. The surprise abated almost immediately, but some of the anger still remained. “Just kill me and get it over with, human,” she said, her voice sullen. “You’ve humiliated me enough.” “No,” replied Eva. “Who cares about being humiliated? Neither of us
“So you’re telling me that Bellum Aeterna never had this Godeater thing?” asked Eva. Both Eva and Miko were on a video call with Jackson Stone, and had more than a few questions for him since they last spoke. Because he didn’t mention either Drogar or Godeater at that time, they assumed that they w
Jackson shook his head adamantly as he wiped his eyes dry. “No, no, no,” he said. “Our published code was clean of all that crazy testing. I mean, yeah, of course there were bugs. But I mean, I think all that was stolen from us was information rather than code. Database assets, not the engine. So a
Friends were necessary to survival. “Solo, huh?” he said. “I’m impressed.” “Don’t be,” she replied. “The game ate up a good chunk of my life. Some days, that was all I ever did.” “You’re making it sound like you enjoyed wasting your time.” “That’s exactly what I mean. Years of my life disappeare
Eva saw nothing but a bright blue sky as she laid down on a soft patch of grass. It was a supremely nice day, and so the city decided to open up the dome during daylight hours. This allowed all of its birds to fly around and stretch their wings. Drogar with the clearance and the equipment also had
As they spoke, they were interrupted by a rather weary-sounding female voice. “There you both are,” she said. “Been looking everywhere.” Both of them perked their heads up and looked at the source - it was the Admiral. Eva waved with one hand as Miko greeted her verbally. “Hello Admiral,” she sai
Eva nodded. From her experiences with Drogar, even the nice ones, that seemed to be on par with their society. They typically treated their enemies with immediately hostility. Thus the beltknives and the dueling laws. “Sounds efficient,” she said. “I hope he gets them.” The Admiral’s voice immedia
Midway up one of the Red Spiral Towers, the Admiral, Retholis, and a few of their officers sat in a small, cozy booth. The booth was nothing more than a circular room with a dark wall and ceiling. A long cushioned seat ran along the edge of the wall, and ringed a circular table that protruded from t