Skraal didn't hesitate.
The moment the triangle-shaped construct continued circling him
"It would be great if I were capable of going invisible, but I am sure I am not able to do that."
"Even if I did that, my capability of performing invisibility is not going to fool an origin craft."
"I need to use my Ghost Energy to cloud its perception… to slip between the seams of detection…"
He slowed his breathing and extended his senses inward.
Origin of Ghost.
Thin, translucent wisps of energy wrapped around his form like faint smoke.
"This construct… it's not alive. Not in the traditional sense."
"A machine, a craft maybe."
"I did not expect objects are capable of using origin energy and have sentience."
"But it is not that shocking if it involves origin energy."
He studied it again, focusing more intently.
There was no blood, no breath, no heartbeat.
No emotion radiated from it.
No soul lingered behind its movements.
It was a thing, a tool, an Origin-Craft.
