All Gods Are OneThere's no response from the construct.
We move into a tight formation, back-to-back with our guns pointed out.
“Your weapons amount to nothing, humans,” comes the voice from the walls. It has taken on the timbre of a chorus, a thousand voices strong. I'm sure it's meant to scare us, but it's not working. If the thing had sounded like a child, I would have freaked out.
Finn and Hildr lower their guns but keep them at the ready. Not much else they can do.
“Not all our weapons. This one amounts to something, or we would be dead,” I point at the nuke in my hand. It weighs a good ten kilos and has the power to level a city block. The EMP alone would fry the circuits of the AI.
“Don't overestimate your bargaining position, human. You are here because I'm intrigued.”
Anothe
