out what ya got planned if ya just make shit up as ya go."
"That's what I figured, it's worked so far."
"True enough," he said with a smile.
Chapter 4
"What we got next, Boss?" Prada asked.
"Time to check out the new Mage cannons," I said, "You two should enjoy that."
My two escorts today were Galen Stone and Andrea Prada. Prada spent almost every day with me, just like before but the others had begun cycling through soon after Second Kansas. I don't think I need a bodyguard but they insist.
"I haven't had the pleasure of trying one of those yet," Stone said.
"There are ten new ones and we'll be testin all of em'," I said.
"Nice," Prada said, "Those are fun."
"You just like shootin stuff, Andrea," I said.
"Maybe," she returned, "But who's idea was it to make laser cannons that look like they come from a Star Wars movie?"
"I have no idea what you're talkin about."
"Sure, go on and tell yourself that," she said, "At least you haven't made your swords glow like light sabers yet."
"Lyrica did that a long time ago and Rictor never forgave her," I said.
The mention of my friend always brought with it a sadness, but it wasn't as bad as it had been several months back. For a time, I couldn't even think of Ric without going into a rage. I still feel that rage down inside and there will come a time to release it. They'll come back again and I'll let that beast from its cage. They call me Rash'Tor'Ri, the life ender. I intend to show them they chose the name well.
"True," She said, "He told all of us that if he saw one light saber, he was goin to have the culprit on cleaning duty for a month."
"I remember that," I said with a chuckle, "Jacobs spent over three months cleanin toilets. He said it was worth it though."
"It might have been worth it. I saw Ric's face when Jacobs did it the first time. It was just... utter despair. It was priceless. He grumbled for hours. You would hear a word or two every so often. 'Jaegher' was one of the most frequent. 'Friggin Rourkes' was another."
"I don't see why I got blamed."
She snorted, "You gave orders in 'Yoda' speak for a month after she did that."
"Incorrect in your recollections, certain I am."
Stone laughed aloud.
We had been walking out toward the Gate and it had changed a great deal since Second Kansas. There were so many guns surrounding the gateway, it would be hard to count. There were shields around raised platforms with what looked like laser cannons mounted on top all over the place. The ten new weapons were on the East side so we headed that direction.
"All right," I said as we reached the platform of the first new gun, "Go ahead Stone. You're familiar with the process?"
"I've watched others fire them," he said with a nod, "I just haven't done it myself."
He jumped up on the platform.
The difference between these and a regular gun, would be the ammo. These had no magazine, or power source. They are fueled by a Mage's Soullance. There are shield lenses inside to focus and concentrate the fire into, basically, a laser. It makes a support Mage able to fire a shot that can take out a Wraith. A powerful Mage can do some serious damage with one of these.
This is the same concept I used with the Source weapons. We tried to make lenses out of glass but the Source doesn't work like light, exactly. I had to design shield lenses for the barrels. This is going to be the production chokepoint when we start truly producing the guns. This is why I need Mages. They don't need to be strong, just focused.
This is actually not hard to find. Most support Mages weren't powerful and had made up for it in precision. Some, like the fellow Jacobs had been yelling at, were almost useless. The only thing they are good for is support in making shields. No precision needed to do that except for the lead Mage.
The hair stood up on the back of my neck and my teeth seemed to vibrate as Galen Pulled from the Source. I watched as he channeled it into his lance and fired it into