MY CRUEL PROTECTOR
G.V.STELLARISsilent horror chapter 253
From the shadows behind Elena, two figures emerged.
They were "Perfected Shields."
They looked like Nevan, but their skin was a seamless, metallic silver, and their eyes were the cold, radiant gold of the Harvester. They didn't have souls; they had protocols. They were the "Alpha-Prime" units—the versions of Nevan that Elena had always wanted to build.
"Kill the Shield," Elena commanded. "Retrieve the Heir. The Mother will be integrated."
The two Alphas lunged.