[The sounds of fire, of snapping flame and the burning, popping sounds of monster bones charring in the jungle, drew Rei in like a moth to a flame. Or rather, Mars. She zipped through the trees with surprising grace, flying as much as jumping when necessary.
Her boots crunch down on a branch a tree over, and she peers down at Grell's handiwork with an impressed look. Those monsters weren't going to be getting up anytime soon. That was certain.]
They're conjured by the environment as hazards, Grell.
[She'd recognize that voice and presence anywhere. And there was something different about this one, a different feel and a different bearing.]
They're not real, they're all generated by computers.
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Her boots crunch down on a branch a tree over, and she peers down at Grell's handiwork with an impressed look. Those monsters weren't going to be getting up anytime soon. That was certain.]
They're conjured by the environment as hazards, Grell.
[She'd recognize that voice and presence anywhere. And there was something different about this one, a different feel and a different bearing.]
They're not real, they're all generated by computers.