“Move!” cried Xylo. The four of them immediately broke out into a dash as scores of artillery drones below fired simultaneously. Their shells struck town hall with devastating power, and blasted it wide open. It was wrenched apart even wider with every shot that followed. The entire hill shook as
Mia slammed her fist down on the terminal in front of her, and shattered its screen to pieces. The terminal’s frame warped from the force as well, though it didn’t stop operating. A fractured report glitched out on its broken screen. “Say that again,” she growled. “A-apologies, Crusader,” said th
“Saw the logs myself,” replied the Chief Datacoder. “Everything was reinstalled from default using root restore commands. Can’t do that without approval from SecInt.” Mia immediately became heated once again, and her tone rose sharply. “You realize you’re insulting Father, right?!” she screamed.
Both corvettes and all four mecha were performing their usual armor reinforcement routines and complete out-of-combat repairs. Although these repairs were much slower than field repairs, they were able to completely mimic the material’s structural integrity and complexity exactly. Field repairs, fo
Mia’s heavily armed and armored frigate loomed over the hilly, smoldering settlement. Dark grey smoke billowed up from beneath. It flowed around the frigate itself and covered its armored undercarriage with thick black soot. The settlement itself was blackened and charred, consumed by a once-vast
It dawned on her that they were sweeping the grounds absolutely thoroughly. Three times over, in fact. Freya turned towards Locke, a quizzical look in her eye. “They’re also scanning every centimeter of that settlement,” she said. “Are they doing some kinda forensics calculation stuff or something
Every single one of these things looked out towards the horizon, and scanned for anything that came their way. All were primed and ready for war, and the entire settlement seemed nearly impenetrable. Unfortunately for them, Mr Jurassic sat high above, beyond the clouds, and beyond the reach of the
Mia stood on the bridge with anger and disappointment on her face. Every screen that surrounded her and her officers displayed live feeds of everything that was happening below. Wings of mecha scanned every inch within the cratered settlement and transmitted their findings directly to the frigate.