Book 6. Chapter 26: Interlude - To'Wrathh
“Well here’s the good news: We found them, their exclusive club, airspeeder, and little dog too.” Keith’s message went. Text scrolling over her vision. This was the fifth time she was re-reading them. “I’m going to take a shot in the dark here but they’re probably going to start attacking the town right about the same time we hit them, if they haven’t already. Quick request before I log out, once you handle them and are sure none are left sulking around anymore, bring some drinks on your way here. Not a lot of good choices out in these wastes, besides dirt flavored water with a hint of flower and more dirt. Not even a single snowball to melt. Gods damned shame when I find myself missing that hint of iron and metal in everything I drink. Anyhow, enough scraptalking from me, talk to you soon, got to go do knight stuff and earn my pay…. You do pay me for this, right boss?”
The words faded from her vision. Her human was currently in battle at this very moment. And that would mean…
They’d be here soon as he’d warned her. The enemy. They hadn’t appeared yet, but any moment. She was as prepared for them as she could be.
To’Wrathh paced around the small room, fingers on her left lightly brushing her blade hilt, while her other hand swirled a glass cup. Wine, the Chosen here called it. Brought from Capra’Nor through fire and battle, still in one unbroken barrel. From the personal cache of General Zaang. All to end up in her hand.
She’d asked Tamery for a drink she could bring to Keith after all this, and the girl had an odd impish look to her features when she suggested this beverage. Still had one as she sat by the windows, watching the artificial night sky and their pretend stars, having a glass herself.
To’Wrathh found she rather liked the drink, it had a high level of data to process through and constantly changed profiles long after consumption. Once she wrapped up with her errant enemies here, she’d bring the casket with her. The weight would be negligible. She carried her human, armor and all, multiple times already in the past. A few hundred pounds of wine and other drinks wouldn’t be any trouble.
Midway through her musings, she got the ping. Finally. She set the cup down then strode out of the home, Tamery giving her a small thumbs up. “Stay safe,” the girl said as the door closed. “Come back soon.”
“Of course I will.” To’Wrathh answered, right as the doorway closed. Her red eyes glowed for a moment as they roved over the dark streetways of the small town. Doors were sealing shut all across the area. Chosen hiding away in bunkers or other structures. The warning announcement had gone off clearly to everyone, and they were taking appropriate actions.
Machines paced around the outside walls. Useless really, Runners had poor eyesight, comparable to natural humans. A few Chosen knights were keeping an overwatch, along with three civilians without armor who had their eyes replaced by machinery. Glowing violet, the peered through the darkness, out into the moonlight and deeper into the dark pools formed behind the rock plateau.