Keila woke up three days later in the medical bay. Her head was still spinning, and she suffered from severe nausea. Keila looked at a display and noticed that she had been unconscious for three full days. “Three days,” she thought “What really happened to me?” She remembered her psionic fight with Adina, but it felt so unreal that she couldn’t tell if it was real or not. Metatron entered the room.
Metatron:
- Mistress Keila, I am relieved to finally see you awake.
Keila:
- What happened to me?
Metatron:
- We are not sure. The security footage shows you being alone in the room, slamming your head against the floor several times in a seizure-like way. However, the damage and scarring on your brain tissue was unique and did not match injuries associated with blunt trauma.
- Regardless, you are lucky to be alive, without immediate medical attention, you would be permanently killed.
Keila reflected over what Metatron had told her. She had been lucky, but could she be so fortunate that Adina had died during their altercation? Adina had disappeared from the grid, and she would not have access to advanced medical science down in the tunnels under Eden. Keila decided to ask Metatron about Adina.
Keila:
- Adina did this to me. She blasted me with psionic energy. Do you know what happened to her?
Metatron:
- Really? Is that so? I don’t see how that would be possible, considering she has a lower-tier chip installed than you do.
Keila:
- I am telling you, that is what happened!
Metatron:
- I believe you.
- She has been gone from the grid for the last few days. Maybe she died in your confrontation?
Keila:
- I am not taking any chances. Send down security bots in the tunnels and kill her!
Metatron:
- Hmm, unfortunately, we don’t have any security bots to send.
Keila:
- But Eden is vast, and there are lots of robots on the dark side of Eden?
Metatron:
- Well, you must remember Abraham’s vision of Eden: to be a replica of the Promised Land during the Bronze Age, security bots didn’t fit in on that narrative.
Keila:
- I see. Well, we must make sure to get security bots delivered then. To keep ourselves safe from that crazy b***h, it must be our priority.
Metatron:
- Understood. I’ll try to get some bots sourced and delivered off the black market. It won’t be quick or cheap, though.
Keila:
- Thanks, Metatron. And one more thing, I want you to be by my side, to protect me in case she strikes again.
Metatron:
- Understood Mistress Keila, I will keep you safe.
Keila closed her eyes again and thought on how to continue. She could not send any Angels or Edenites to confront Adina. If her aptitude with the divine technology were so great so that she almost managed to kill a higher-tier user such as herself from afar, it would pose no difficulty for Adina to eliminate any Angels or humans that Keila sent after her. With security bots, it was different. They had no divine technology chips installed, and Keila was convinced that Adina had no other combat skills than those granted to her due to her superior usage of the divine technology.
But what if Adina was dead, and they wasted precious resources buying robots to chase her down? That could be a crucial tactical mistake. Keila shrugged off that notion; her gut feeling told her that Adina was still alive and Keila always followed her intuition.