"The brooch, uh…?" Erik said out loud in a contemplative manner.
His mind raced with thoughts as he navigated the artificial city's streets. He thought again at the brooch-wielding robot he had seen during the battle in front of the grand building. The brooch was the sa as the one the woman at the Jasmine House described; there was no doubt about it. If he was in real life and not on a quest made by the guild, everything ant he was dealing with an organized group. Not that this was a problem.
He rembered the robot's actions during the fight. It had remained out of the brawl, almost out of place, despite the chaos. Despite occasionally beating so of the guards, its eyes had remained calm and collected, devoid of the chaotic energy that engulfed the square and the other artificial creatures. However, despite this, it didn't stay idle, as it often shouted sothing and incited the crowd to be more violent.
Erik's mind raced as he retraced his steps back to the riot scene. The brooch was unobtrusive, and he would have missed it if it hadn't been for Hais's brain crystal power and all the intelligence points it provided.
Erik was rushing back to the scene of the riot; luckily, it was still going on, as testified by the loud noises he heard from a distance. However, if the robot was still, there was another matter, and he could learn about it only when he reached the place. The rest was up to chance.
As Erik got closer to the site of the revolt, the air beca denser and denser, a palpable sense of unease clouding the otherwise peaceful day.
The sound of the fight beca louder, and he started hearing the symphony of agitated robotic voices, tal clanging against tal, and the distinct thud of robotic bodies hitting the cobblestones in the distance. The city's calm quickly faded, replaced by a resonating hum of impending chaos.
The robotic citizens around him mirrored the uneasy atmosphere. Their routine movents had beco erratic, with tension visible in their postures and rapid pacing. So glanced toward the fight's direction as they, too, heard the sounds. So Simply ran away.
The clamor grew louder as he approached the scene of the revolt. The distant unrest had beco a full-blown revolt. Erik's feet seed to vibrate subtly to the sound traveling through the space, mirroring the fight's beat as it resonated through the city.
Even though Erik was no stranger to conflict and upheaval, he was taken aback by the scene that unfolded as he returned to the city's heart, mainly because this was a fake situation created by the guild.
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