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Chapter 1: Devil Factory
"Several accounts of rape, reckless tampering with precious artifacts, and the destruction of expensive Magi equipment." announced a militant, hollow voice. It sounded like a woman's voice speaking through a hollow tube with a vocal infection, like something of a mechanical devil. It's owner was an extremely pale woman his half of her face that of metal. She paced back and forth in a tiny room made of metal seemingly similar to her face, only brighter in color. The room had a single, highly barricaded door with a single window for observation inside, equally reinforced to ensure whatever was inside wouldn't get out without some help from outside.
Sharing this room with her was Tendril, who she accused of these crimes, and knew very well of the truth of them as she approached the table in the center where Tendril was made to sit, and put one hand on the table, looking down at the convicted criminal. "Any Magi should be willing to expose themselves to danger, Doctor, but I don't recall telling anyone to indulge in it." she chided the black haired girl in the room with her. "Well, Doctor? Have you anything to say for yourself?" the woman asked. "I would certainly love to know whether or not I have lost one of my prized scientists who work so hard for the better of humanity..." she announced with such a serene voice, as much as her empty, robotic throat would allow. But what part of Tendril that was still human knew very well the ruse behind her declaration. There was never more a monster more of a threat to humanity than Cleska.