Right now, Abel was standing inside his 16-floor magic tower. His current altitude was about one kilometer from the ground.
His tower spirit Flora announced, "Report: three advanced energy sources have been detected! I repeat: three advanced energy sources have been detected!"
"There they are!" Abel said to himself as he saw the red alert on the map, "Flora, switch to automatic attack mode. I want every war puppet to start firing the large ballistas. There is no need to verify their identities. It's a shoot-on-sight order."
"Yes, Master. Automatic attack mode has been switched on."
For a moment there, Flora sounded kind of excited when it responded to Abel's order. It was an artificial being, but its thoughts were starting to get more complex, almost human.
