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	Samuel half-knelt down to the two heavily damaged automatons that laid on the ground only a couple feet away. Much to his surprise, naturally, both of them seemed to be amassing pools of blood as they shifted around on the ground. His faced darkened.

   He placed a hand on each of their heads before whispering a short phrase, [i][color=#9932CC]"Pente"[/color][/i], and removing his hands as their struggling ceased.

[color=#9932CC]"I suppose you are correct, Lady Grain..."[/color] he said as he stood and circled around the two bodies, visibly inspecting them [color=#9932CC]"...they were not interested in negotiation."[/color] he said solemnly. The other machines had been dismantled already by his partners.

Samuel was not exactly sure why these machines had attacked them, but he had an idea as to why they were seemingly pooling blood. He wedged the end of his shoe under one of the bodies and rolled it over, revealing a large gash on its chest.

There were organs inside.

He turned and stepped away from the bodies, his arms crossed and head down as thoughts raced through his head.

[i]No respect for the dead whatsoever.[/i]

That simple thought had his blood boiling. Whoever did this had no concerns for anyone except themselves. They had not even a drop of empathy in their entire body. They weren't human.

He tried to calm himself inwardly as he turned back to his two companions.

[color=#9932CC]"Well...I think we've found the organs."[/color]