09-14-2016, 03:24 PM
As Ascension struggled to see throw that the the haze of blood and smoke, it's mind was rapidly trying to come to terms with what it had witnessed. Such blood-lust from an individual human... It was almost impossible, and The Reaper felt chills travel down its mechanical spine. Fear. A new emotion for the ancient machine, one that it would rather not experience anymore. It's eyes finally piercing the thick veil, Ascension could see bodies, not all of them in one piece, strewn around the cave. In the epicenter of the chaos, the newcomer stood, grinning maniacally. Edging slightly closer, Ascension began debating how to extract the omnilium from the dying life forms... Doing so manually would be highly inefficient, but at the moment, it might be the only feasible option.
Unless...
Closing the distance between the creature and itself, the Reaper began to focus on the omnilium that now powered it's advanced circuitry. Ascension felt the power that flowed through the rainbow-like substance, and began to bend it's purpose to suit it's needs. Metal spikes, akin to the metal that composed the Reapers outer hull began to form on the cave floor, rising until it couldn't sustain the flow of omnilium anymore.
Dragons Teeth, they were called. Quite a fitting name, being derived from Greek mythology of the human race. Plant a dragons tooth in the ground, and an undead solider would be summoned from the depths of the Underworld. To the machine, the myth itself was preposterous, as dragons did not exist. But it was of no consequence, these structures would prove useful for the time being. Picking up a rapidly dying troll, Ascension impaled the creature on the spike, and the Dragons Tooth began
to work. Repeating the action four times over, the machine was all but satisfied with its work, completely oblivious to the other life forms.
Unless...
Closing the distance between the creature and itself, the Reaper began to focus on the omnilium that now powered it's advanced circuitry. Ascension felt the power that flowed through the rainbow-like substance, and began to bend it's purpose to suit it's needs. Metal spikes, akin to the metal that composed the Reapers outer hull began to form on the cave floor, rising until it couldn't sustain the flow of omnilium anymore.
Dragons Teeth, they were called. Quite a fitting name, being derived from Greek mythology of the human race. Plant a dragons tooth in the ground, and an undead solider would be summoned from the depths of the Underworld. To the machine, the myth itself was preposterous, as dragons did not exist. But it was of no consequence, these structures would prove useful for the time being. Picking up a rapidly dying troll, Ascension impaled the creature on the spike, and the Dragons Tooth began
to work. Repeating the action four times over, the machine was all but satisfied with its work, completely oblivious to the other life forms.