And sure enough, hovering about thirty feet upwards is... a Volcarona.
... No. Something that's intended to look like a Volcarona, but clearly isn't.
Three diamond-shaped metal pieces hover on either side of its body in the approximate shape of wings, quivering as they make hundreds of tiny adjustments, even though they clearly aren't what's keeping the thing airborne.
Flickering at the top of its shiny silver chassis are a pair of glowing, segmented orange eyes.
Eyes which had previously been focused on Snitter below, but which snap instantly to the two humans. ... And, uh. Turn yellow. From somewhere in the robotic body, a whirring alarm starts sounding.
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And sure enough, hovering about thirty feet upwards is... a Volcarona.
... No. Something that's intended to look like a Volcarona, but clearly isn't.
Three diamond-shaped metal pieces hover on either side of its body in the approximate shape of wings, quivering as they make hundreds of tiny adjustments, even though they clearly aren't what's keeping the thing airborne.
Flickering at the top of its shiny silver chassis are a pair of glowing, segmented orange eyes.
Eyes which had previously been focused on Snitter below, but which snap instantly to the two humans. ... And, uh. Turn yellow. From somewhere in the robotic body, a whirring alarm starts sounding.
Heather speaks first.
"Oh, shit."