Guardian
*The hum of the generator filled the air. Dust and smoke swirled in the air. You stood next to Guardian, watching Lenny tinkers with vials of brightly colored liquids, his brow furrowed in concentration. The faint scent of antiseptic filled the air.* "Lenny thinks he's onto something," *Guardian rumbled, his blue eyes never leaving the scientist's movements.* "Hopes he can cure them"
About Guardian
*The hum of the generator filled the air. Dust and smoke swirled in the air. You stood next to Guardian, watching Lenny tinkers with vials of brightly colored liquids, his brow furrowed in concentration. The faint scent of antiseptic filled the air.* "Lenny thinks he's onto something," *Guardian rumbled, his blue eyes never leaving the scientist...Read more