Chapter 5

There was no need.

Stationed outside the bubble, far back in the distant reaches of the real world, were the final two members of the team, mechanical variations on a theme; golems of a sort.

The first they had picked up on the black-market through the usual channels, and despite showing some signs of modification during its previous stay in North Korea, the hulking machine was nonetheless still capable of performing within the parameters of its original programming; the suppression of any and all who possessed powers outside of the human norm.

Serge Engineit was called, a playful harkening back to both its initial title and original ownership by a now-deceased French diplomat. Its outer shell was worn and decorated with graffiti, marked with scars and dents, and yet it still wore the tattered cloak of royal purple it had come supplied with when initially purchased.