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there." I resisted the
desperate urge to suddenly ask how she survived an Ichor spill. I would win if
the daemon survived. There was no need to risk anything now. Might—
    "Did you use your golem repair
module on yourself? Do you realize what kind of infections—"
    "I don't care!" I screamed.
Andy jumped back, but I grabbed him. "Treat him. He just lost his
fiancée!"
    "And I can do nothing about that!"
she screamed back. Her voice rose to shrill, "You think he’s the only one
who lost someone?"
    I looked around with sudden, horrible
clarity. There were less than five human beings here, and that wasn't because
others hadn't arrived yet.
    Emily took me by the arm with her gloved
hand and dragged me off with amazing strength into a corner. Her mouth moved
and I felt the familiar dulling of her analgesia script. But before I could ask
for an explanation she had taken her glove off and reached with her glowing arm
into and through my arm, whereupon she yanked the metal scar out.
    I have never felt such pain. I think I
blacked out, because the next thing I remember was lying on the ground feeling
my arm's flesh being re-knitted. Emily held up a thick wafer of crumbled metal.
" This is why you do not use your repair module on yourself,"
she said.
    "I didn't know you could do
that," I moaned quietly. I knew the touch of the higher management could
do things like that, but...
    "And no one else will know,
either," she said. " Especially not the managers." She
helped me stand up.
    We walked back to Andy, who was rocking
himself and babbling. I didn't know what to say, so I just put a hand on his
shoulder.
    The Eater raised his hand.
"Prepare. We have orders."
    Emily and I took a step back from Andy,
who stood up and became silent. His mouth moved, and the bow hovered to him.
Another movement and a dripping arrow came to his gauntleted hands.
    There was only one thing that needed
direct orders from on Up.
    "This is insane!" the Head
Supervisor said. The daemon's head drooped down next to him. "You can't
just kill it. Look, it's—"
    The daemon tore itself from the ceiling,
claws struck out from every side and three things happened at once:
    Emily was lanced through by a claw.
    "Spill blood!" shouted the Eater.
    Andy fired but the arrow missed and
struck the ceiling where it shattered.
    Chaos, and yet I had a few seconds of lucidity
as a claw swept across the side and killed Andy. import
rudra; rudra.bow.to(me.location) The bow flew into my hands. rudra.bow.ready(centaur = true) . Another dripping arrow flew out of Andy's quiver and into
my hands. Someone was screaming to fall back, but I ran under the daemon, aimed
upwards, and bow.fire() .
    I will remember the daemon's death to
the end of my life, however soon that will be. The final shriek, and the
falling jewels and drops of Ichor splattering across the ground, like a worn
but priceless ancient vase shattering into beautiful pieces.
    A black sphere covered with green
symbols fell and rolled by my feet. I reached for it, but the Eater shouted. "Don't touch the core dump!"
    I stepped back. Of course. They would
want to debug what happened to the daemon in detail. And they would find, in
the core dump, evidence not only of what the warlocks had done to it, but the small
task I had ordered it to do.
    I had not only ended the daemon. I had
ended my own dream.
     
    >>>  
     
    No one asked me about my side project,
the first component. Unless you requested Ichor, you could work on almost
anything without questions.
    The other component did not technically
violate the NDA. But if it was discovered, I would be, in the most literal
sense, terminated immediately.
     
    >>>  
     
    Somehow they were able to get a second
vessel to the palace before the Ichor had even started to congeal on the tiled
floor. The Eater was talking with a few others who appeared human, while
a golem by them nodded and occasionally spoke with my voice. It was easy enough
for them to forget that not only was my armor