"He's escaped," ​one of the robots told Claudia via their shared data bank.

     "Escaped?" Claudia accessed the memories of all the robots she'd assigned to transport  Valtair. They'd been carrying the massive, prone body of Valtair, all four of them, and he looked unconscious. Then, finger snap quick, he wrestled to free himself from the robots who held him. Within a heartbeat, he'd freed himself and now stood alone as more robots ran to aid their synthetic comrades.

​     Then, 

​     Valtair couldn't smile. His head was an inverted metal shell, like a bullet. Still, Claudia sensed that, if he could smile, he would've at that moment. Instead, he waved slightly with his left hand...

​     then disappeared. 

​     Poof! One second he was there, the next second he wasn't. The robots scrambled to find him, but they came up with nothing.

     Okay, that was impressive, Claudia thought. The Fours is definitely behind all of this. 

​     She grew sad. She'd come to love this planet, and now...now...

CONTINUE

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