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Synthetic Terror, Pt 5

The two siblings sat in their mecha and were enraptured by the man on their comms displays. The man was older and looked to be in his 60s. He had short cropped grey hair, intense blue eyes, and a kind, fatherly smile.

"Thank you both for the presents," he said. "I'll make sure to put them to good use."

"I'm glad you approve, father," said the female.

His face beamed at her, which filled her with warmth. But his expression turned solemn after a few moments. His voice was patient and calm, but carried a hint of worry in his tone.

"Are… you both sure you wish to stay there? You're free to set the drones loose and come back home."

His words tore through their hearts, and they couldn't help but wrench their faces slightly.

CeritusOrbis

To be honest, I wasn't sure what kind of antagonists the Prophets of Gaea were, until I started writing Synthetic Terror. I initially envisioned them to simply be militant extremists. I hope you like where they're headed.

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