I nodded. "It's necessary," I said. "This world wouldn't be safe with him alive."
"Poor Edith. She's fond of the brute," Ven said. She moved toward the doorway.
"Where are you going?" I asked.
"I want to talk to Edith. Perhaps I can prepare her."
"No. Don't," I said. "Contact her if you wish, but tell her nothing."
"Very well," she said. I smiled as she disappeared. Ven was going to miss her pet once we had left. It was obvious.
"Eu! Quick!" Ven's projection crackled in my brain. "They're fighting! Edith's being hurt, and I can't touch them! They've set up a block!"
I ran for the control room, slapped the helmet on my head, reached for the controls—and stopped, laughing.
"Stop them!" Ven screamed. Her aura blazed a brilliant white and her projection nearly knocked me down. She reached for the control switch, but I slapped her hand away.
"Quiet!" I snapped. "They're not fighting, you little fool! Turn on your audio and listen and stop acting silly!"