Re: The Adbot's Revenge!
The prototype wasn’t there, no matter where they looked. The Lurkers apparently hadn’t forgotten that, at least. When Pale speaks through the radio, her voice can be heard from inside the house – it was found discarded in the entrance room, and had managed to get hidden behind some furniture. Apparently, whoever was carrying it had dropped it in favour of
something else. Grave found nothing with his abilities. Well, nothing but what he would normally find… either the Lurkers were hidden, or out of range.
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Host jumped when Oni crushed the throat of the mage. “I thought we had come to an unspoken agreement…” he shakes his head. “Chaotic
bastard,” he adds, though with more awe in his voice than anything. “I’d be angrier, but you can kill me all too easily for me to believe that anger would help any.” He pauses for a moment. “…If that’s all you need, I
do have somewhere to be… I’d spend more time trying to learn about you, but if I don’t complete the mission I’m on within a reasonable amount of time, there’s a chance the world will end… and compared to that, learning about you just doesn’t compare.”
(Oh, Host, you unfortunate uninformed fool.)