Keila was back in the Divine Dimension for the first time in a couple of weeks. She hadn’t been there for a while, as the divine detector machine that transported her mind there was using tremendous amounts of power to operate, and Keila had other plans for Eden rather than wasting all the precious fuel on running the divine detector machine. As she had a safe supply line of hydrogen, enabled by automated robotic drone ships farming Jupiter’s atmosphere, she was still running the fusion plants that were powering the divine detector machine. Instead of running the divine detector machine, however, she was running a particle replicator that created trace elements which she could then sell for a high price on the black market, as she needed extra money for weapons and equipment.
She was studying the ancient Zetan tomes for a way to deal with Adina when Samael contacted her.
Samael:
- I have some terrible news about your f**k-buddy Metatron.
Keila:
- Show some respect, Samael!
- Metatron is your Archangel, your supervisor, and we had s*x because I wanted to.
Samael:
- Apologies mistress Keila, I should have watched my tongue.
- Anyways. It seems there is irreparable damage on Metatron’s brain. If we regenerate tissue to get him back alive, he might be permanently damaged. I suggest we let him pass away in peace.
Hearing this made Keila terribly upset and she blasted Samael with a light psionic shock for even daring to recommend it.
Keila:
- No, you are wrong! There is hope! I will not let Metatron die!
Samael coughed and brushed off the light blast he had received:
- As you wish Keila, we’ll keep him alive. But don’t blame me for the consequences.
Keila:
- I can’t guarantee you that. Now get back to work and save Metatron.
Keila severed the connection and screamed out in pain. She couldn’t lose Metatron; he was the only one she had left in the world after her mum and all her friends in the resistance had fallen. Keila walked around randomly in the Zetan archives room, crying uncontrollably and unable to think clearly, until she suddenly stumbled onto a bookcase, causing herself and some of the books to fall over on her. As she got up on her knees, she glimpsed at one of the open books on the floor and smiled in great relief. The gods had given her the vision to solve her problems once again!