Kaylee Brown wrote:(Maintenance Tunnel)
The factory room looked relatively massive. A very high ceiling, almost 10 meters tall. The room itself was filled with dozens upon dozens of automated machines, crafting and fusing together small pieces of machinery. A long conveyor belts could be seen in the distance.
Prosthetic bodies, without arms or legs, were hooked up to it, hanging down and moving along the line. Each station adding a new electronic plate to their chassis.
The prosthetic bodies appear to be empty of any consciousness and still in the process of creation.
Apart from that, you notice a dozen separate machines, focused solely on manufacturing new Neurochips.
You don't see anything that looks like a Plume of Dusk crafting station.
The factory was very long, stretching at least 500 meters in every direction. You spot a door at the far end of the room.
Clopin thought for a moment and grimaced: "We should be careful about starting large fires here. This whole thing can spin out of control and blow up, a wall of fire can potentially block us from the exit.
Even if we defeat the Waltz, we may be cutting off our own retreat"
He thought for a moment: "If you have any timed bombs, set them to blow here, with enough time to let us destroy the Waltz and leave the Opera House.
If not, we could just wreck the most vital parts of the conveyor belt, stop the manufacturing process, without causing an explosive chain reaction"
He suddenly went quiet, as a deafening noise attracted your attention. Two large silhouettes dropped down from the factory's ceiling.
They spread their numerous limbs and zeroed in on the broken grate. Their red eyes were glowing in the dark, jaws dangerously snapping.
Spider Tanks. A smaller, more agile version than the ones you saw earlier. They stood 3 meters above ground and moved much faster than Cookie.
One of them rushed towards the open grate.
The other one lifted one of its jagged limbs and pierced the floor of the factory.
A razor sharp blade suddenly appeared between Naomi and Rogue. A centimer in either direction, would have caused heavy injury or death.
The Spider lifted its limbs, preparing to release a series of strikes on the floor, where the maintenance tunnel ran underneath.
"And here come the work foremen" Rogue says. He then spots the spiderbot rearing up, through the hole left behind by it's arm, and fires a telekinetic pulse at it's limbs still on the ground, so that it will lose it's balance and fall over.