After Parthos' body fell and slowly crumbled into dust, Aldred set his sight to the side and noticed a large mecha approaching him.
York and Simond were still fighting in the distance, and their battle didn't seem like it would end soon.
"This is your final warning," Thinker said with his robotic voice. "Give me the ring."
"Your speech changed," Aldred said. "It was more robot-like before."
"My master has improved me. Making me more… human. He said that I need the creativity of a human to solve problems, and require me to ignore some of my calculations."
"He's a fool for that."
"HE'S NOT A FOOL!" Thinker shouted. "I apologize for lashing out. This attachment called 'emotion' is uncontrollable sometimes."
"Since you are more human now. Do you feel pain?"
"No."
Aldred laughed. "You should thank your master for that."
"I figure you will not hand over the ring?"
Aldred shook his head.
After that interaction, they both went to each other and fought.
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