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Those chickbots are strong! And they pinned me to the gross cement floor. Like four of them, pressing me down, and I heard the buzz and crackle of the same brain-zapping energy N-Cell took me down with. I could’ve probably summoned a cyclone to blast them off me, but I was panicking.

And I panicked even more when I suddenly burst into flame!

This was new and ALARMING! It didn’t hurt (sweet of you to worry) and I could feel that this wasn’t the result of some subconscious wish. This was something coming from me. But I didn’t know how to control it.

The heat generated began to melt whatever the polymer skin the chickbots were covered in but it remained tight to my body. The flames were intense and I tried to manipulate them the same way I do the air currents but they, to put it in a silly but accurate way, speak a different language. Still, they were doing the job and I was able to rise up from the huddle of robo-ladies as they began burning and glitching.

This meant I was winning? I guess? But I was so worried because I wasn’t sure I was really in control of the fire. Flames were lashing out (and, weirdly, the stone walls of the lair seemed to be catching fire too). While I was trying to make sure all of N-Cell’s mechanical hench-things were put down, I shouted to Triz to get moving.

N-Cell certainly took the hint as he was running for the door. But Triz instead ran to N-Cell’s computers.

”Triz, seriously! This might get out of hand! GO!”

“I will, Deej! A minute - give me just a minute! Just gotta-!”

Description
Those chickbots are strong! And they pinned me to the gross cement floor. Like four of them, pressing me down, and I heard the buzz and crackle of the same brain-zapping energy N-Cell took me down with. I could’ve probably summoned a cyclone to blast them off me, but I was panicking.

And I panicked even more when I suddenly burst into flame!

This was new and ALARMING! It didn’t hurt (sweet of you to worry) and I could feel that this wasn’t the result of some subconscious wish. This was something coming from me. But I didn’t know how to control it.

The heat generated began to melt whatever the polymer skin the chickbots were covered in but it remained tight to my body. The flames were intense and I tried to manipulate them the same way I do the air currents but they, to put it in a silly but accurate way, speak a different language. Still, they were doing the job and I was able to rise up from the huddle of robo-ladies as they began burning and glitching.

This meant I was winning? I guess? But I was so worried because I wasn’t sure I was really in control of the fire. Flames were lashing out (and, weirdly, the stone walls of the lair seemed to be catching fire too). While I was trying to make sure all of N-Cell’s mechanical hench-things were put down, I shouted to Triz to get moving.

N-Cell certainly took the hint as he was running for the door. But Triz instead ran to N-Cell’s computers.

”Triz, seriously! This might get out of hand! GO!”

“I will, Deej! A minute - give me just a minute! Just gotta-!”