A minimum of ten percent of energy was needed to supply the second Overclock. Enough—more than enough for Rickart to receive Ned's intention.
ICE couldn't stop Ned, he's got all the privilege into his system. But ICE warned Ned about the effects of the second Overclock. For once, after the protocol, he might collapse. Aching muscles that might last weeks. But Ned couldn't care, especially if it was their lives on the line.
Rickart's feet blurred over the dried grasses. He skidded Keesha's body, and went through a series of entrails, chipped bones (torso; one looked like a rib or a part of it), and paling against dried blood bodies.
After his command, Ned's skin turned reddish. It wasn't as red like his first Overclock, but enough for Sasani to notice a streak line and steam of white air swirling around his shoulders.
"Ned... " Was all she could say. "You—"
