Chapter 41: New Holo-Pad
They strapped themselves into the only two wall-mounted seats left.
Two of the Panoplians followed them in, their metal arms raising to form a perfect ninety-degree angle as they grabbed bars hanging from the roof.
The ramp rose, clicking into place and blocking the bright lights of the hangar.
Without missing a beat, the fluorescent bulbs flickered on, keeping the APC well-lit but not blinding.
The rest of the soldiers in the vehicle all appeared to be the gun-wielding variety, their leather armor and laser rifles revealing their purpose.
’I bet we will meet the other mages at the meeting point.’
Many of the men shot Charon and Emerius wary glances, their eyes narrowed in suspicion.
All but a middle-aged man wearing a white smock.
The moment the APC began to move, he unhooked himself from the wall and walked to a small toolkit resting on the floor. He flipped it open and grabbed what looked to be a bulky handgun, as well as two cylindrical cartridges.
He pressed a button on the handle and part of the barrel extended to the side, allowing him to fit one of the cartridges inside. With his thumb, he pushed the slot back inside the gun.
Turning to the two, he offered them a slight smile and spoke, revealing a thick accent.
It was guttural and rough, with sharp edges. His "W’s" sounded like "V’s", and every consonant was clipped.