PRISMa: Ostium_

Folder: [Aurelia] Entry 3: [Unveiled]

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"Greetings, primitive."

A young legionary slowly opened his eyes. His sight readjusted to the dim, decrepit space as zip ties bound his arms and legs with his armor stripped away from him. The only thing left on him was his red tunic and leather sandals as his equipment, collected from the previous fight, lay across the other side of the room.

And in front of him, the mechanical beast that knocked him out in the first place stood.

Eyes wide opened, he screamed and writhed, horrified by Ammit's visage. The zip ties restricted his movement as he tried to break free from his bindings fruitlessly.

"Cease your squirming meat bag." the droid ordered, annoyed. "Failure to comply will result in your disembowelment."

The boy ceased his movement, fearful of Ammit's threat yet...also morbidly fascinated with her capability of speech.

"You...you can talk!?"

"I reckon you have never encountered an android of my type before?"

"A-android...? What the hell is even that? WHAT ARE YOU!?"

Ammit chuckled, her telescopic ocular systems stared deep into the legionary's hazel brown eyes with a crimson glow. "I am BWKO-0000, Codename: Ammit. A one-of-a-kind Chimera class Beast Unit prototype equipped with an advanced intelligence interface that far surpasses the basic algorithms and preset responses of the common android. My intellect is to not be underestimated."

The legionary gritted his teeth. He stared at Ammit with a confused gaze...but he knew one thing was for certain. This strange beast is to not be underestimated.

With shallow breaths, he asked anxiously, "W-what do you want from me...?"

The droid paused. She crept over to the boy. The boy flinched out of discomfort as Ammit gently placed her cold, metallic right paw on his thigh.

The young legionary began hyperventilating, staring at the sharpened steel claws on Ammit's paw. Those damn claws looked sharper than every other blade he saw in his lifetime. Strangely, he was fascinated, awestruck that such a beast could exist.

But that sense of fascination was short-lived as Ammit dug her claws right into his thigh like a hot knife through soft cheese.

The boy screamed as Ammit held down his leg with her weight. Her cold, telescopic eyes stared menacingly as she emitted a soft, mechanical growl.

"I am here to interrogate you."

Ammit yanked her claws out of the legionary's thigh, walking back a few inches as the boy continued wriggling in pain.

"W-WHY...!?" His voice cracked.

"To demonstrate what consequences lie in wait, should you not provide the information that my team desires." Ammit answered, "I have been careful not to puncture any major blood vessels in the wound I have just inflicted. However, I will not hesitate to afflict deeper cuts and...even kill you should your responses be unsatisfactory. You will answer my questions, and answer truthfully, without hesitation."

The boy trembled. Petrified, he whimpered as Ammit growled once more.

"Do you understand, fossil?"

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