Descent [Dark Data]

[Lord Zedd]

Zedd cast one last, longing look at the destroyed dark chip. Unbridled power could have been at their disposal, had the robot not destroyed it. Or, at the very least, some level of understanding of what the darklings drew their power from. It was all for naught, now.

“It’s better that we don’t use those things, Zedd,” Morene said, having observed the warlord staring at the destroyed chip and having a good grasp of his thoughts from how little she knew him. “There’s no telling what they would do to one of us.”

“They were weak secondaries. I am mighty. As are the rest of you, somewhat. We have a robot amongst us in the technological capital of this realm. We could have used it on him and provided immediate support from the best mechanics to prevent him from falling to the darkness, while also learning much about these powers,” Zedd lamented his master plan aloud, before gesturing to Dante. “Or on him.”

Dante looked between the group with a bit of concern when Zedd didn’t elaborate on a plan to protect him from any fallout.

“I guess we’ll never know,” Morene dismissed the plan.

“I suppose not,” Zedd looked at the departing Desman and scoffed.

Zedd shook his head one more time and made his way after the fired up little machine. Perhaps it would prove its worth, anyway.