A grey, graceful dress.
A lithe, perfect body.
And the face filled with fury.
If the three of these things were present on a normal woman, it might not have been such a threat, but the fact that they all belonged to a 200 m tall being which was towering over them menacingly… Made all eight sovereigns take a gulp and a step back even though Daneel had spoken those bold words.
Even though the final thing he had said was 'let's go', Daneel, himself, joined them as the most obvious thing to do was to first create some distance between them and this unique foe who had not moved to attack yet.
But a second later, this was no longer the case.
