( Solila stares strangely at the mechanical being—Roboto—as if to say she doesn't quite believe him. )

I am Solila. Zertonian.

( If Roboto were to scan her ... well. He'd find out they're more similar than they are different, despite appearances. )

No, no. The Sacred Ring is my home. It's ... You seem the devout sort.

( Solila hesitates, strongly now, her visor's bright blue optics narrowing in Lightbright's direction. )

My mission is 𝑠𝑎𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑑. We—Aggorians and Zertonians—are to unite, releasing 𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐡.

He must be killed.

This is her will.

( WHATHEFUAWKIZHAT. )

I awoke inside of your .. titan. I thought perhaps I was back under the surface of the Sacred Ring.

But I ... I don't feel her presence anymore. 𝑍𝑒𝑟𝑡𝑎.

( ... )

The green one & the ... red one. I don't recall their names! They are on the Sacred Ring now, heading the battle! Where 𝑎𝑚 I!?

( Her balled up fist strikes the wall on her side. She only seems to recall the wall's sentience afterwards, her helmet's optics growing remorseful for just a moment. )

𝑀𝑜𝑟𝑒 of you??

( Solila is ... perhaps slightly taller than a human, but not mechanical either, despite her appearance.

She takes a step back towards the opening in the wall that she'd crawled out from. )

I assure you, this wasn't on the agenda.

What the hell 𝑖𝑠 this...?

I need to leave. Darak—The 𝐴𝑔𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑛𝑠 need me.

𝐼𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒 of you? ( * Solila can't keep the mild disgust from her voice, retracting her palm from the wall. Handroid makes a failed attempt to search for the name "Lodestar". )

[ Nothing in the database, Solila. ]

I was speaking with Zerta, and awoke ... somewhere within 𝑦𝑜𝑢, it seems.

( * Phew. )

Are you alive?

[ ...Me, Solila? ]

No, not 𝑦𝑜𝑢. Wherever we 𝑎𝑟𝑒.

What curious infrastructure. Handroid, 𝑎𝑛𝑦 information? ( * crawling through part of Lodestar's interior. LOST. )

[ Negative, Solila. ]

( ... )

𝐻𝑢ℎ.

[ 𝐌𝐘 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃. 𝐘𝐎𝐔❜𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐎𝐍. 𝐖̲𝐀̲𝐊̲𝐄̲ 𝐔̲𝐏̲.̲]

𝑍𝑒𝑟𝑡𝑎? This is—

Oh. 𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑠 again.

( * 💭 VERY poor timing. )

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