Games of Invictus
Dangling wires hung from it's open midsection like the organs of a great beast, and a thick black wire ran out of it's cockpit and down to-
A computer!
We were two stories up, standing on a metal catwalk that lead both higher and lower via parallel sets of rigid steel stairs. Karen whistled, long and low.
"That's a lot of robots," she said.
It sure was.
I couldn't see to the end of the hangar, so densely packed were the War Robots. Ravens, Pattons, Furies. I spotted a Bulwark in the far corner, olive-green armor rent open. Pursuers sat in groups of three on the factory floor, armor open and waiting for a command capsule. Some robots looked closer to completion, only lacking weapons or paint,
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