The Abandoned Luna's Return
Lola St.Clairi am his wolfless luna
I stepped out of the truck, the Red Blood in my veins thrumming in a violent, sympathetic vibration with the red light in her eyes.
"She’s the 'Optimized' you," Fenris said, stepping up beside me, his broadsword humming with a low, blue anti-matter charge. "The Architects kept a backup of your neural map before you merged with the Shadow. They stripped away the 'errors'—the empathy, the grief, the love. They left the weapon."
The 01-B Elara didn't speak with her mouth. Her voice was a broadcast, vibrating through the very iron in our blood.
*"Anomaly detected. Retrieval of Prime-Link initiated. All secondary biomass is slated for termination."*