Hi guys I'm really sorry but (if you haven't guessed already by how quiet I've been) I'm going to have to bow out of this :( Thanks for all being wonderful <3 sorry I couldn't keep up with posting!
"C'mon, twerps, let's go!" the robot hollered in a very human voice. A rune was etched into its chest -- this robot was enchanted. "Is this everyone? Move it! Comin' through! Go down, go down down down! I'll take this guy, run faster!"
He looked over at Kat, who he had just caught up with. "I'm with you."
< "There should be a teleport sigil waiting for you on the other side of the armory," > the queen's voice said through the robot head in Kat's arms. < "It'll bring you directly to the palace." >
Meanwhile, Kat was rushing down the stairs with Vincent not far behind, a robot-head heavy in his arms.
< Oh, it's such a relief to hear a human voice, > the queen's voice said through a speaker in the robot head. < I hear a commotion, are you under attack? What sector of the Wall are you in? I can send you an escort. >
The boy glanced over to where Kat and Vincent approached; alarmed, he flung the coat over Maria's head and shoved her into Flor. While they were occupied he launched himself at Liam, throwing him to the ground, and bounded through a door into the next room -- beyond which was the outside of the wall, where the masses of Grit were howling.
Vincent opened his mouth to respond, but the Grit came to a locked door it let loose another howl which the others outside responded to. That thing was an enemy, but was the Queen actually a friend? He didn't trust her especially since this particular incident. "How exactly do you expect to protect us with most of the city's population turned to stone and the city overrun with the very enemy you strove so hard to keep out? Can you afford to spare the men to escort us from the Wall to wherever you are? I bet this entire incident is your fault anyways."
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He put the robot head on the floor and glanced over towards where the Grit went. "Better not chase after a cornered animal." He then looked back at Moth and prepared to write his Sigil over the wound with the stylus that Father made him.
He turned around and looked through the door to the cafeteria. He saw the boy struggling with the lock to a door that led outside. The other side of the door showed the outlines of many more Grit. Their shadows being cast through the distorted glass in the door. Flor decided that area was better off closed and he began to shut the doors.
When he finished he returned to Maria. "Are you ok? We may need to start moving much faster than we are. It looks like the Grit may be catching up to us."