Graham pushed a glass door open and entered the control room.
The enormous, metallic football-lookalike machine was humming softly in the center of the room. Its lights beeped normally, as if they were working as they should.
"What is wrong with you…"
Graham muttered to himself, trying to figure out why the machine was feeling so rebellious.
It was like a mother who got incredibly angry after he tried removing one of her "children" from the game.
"Why did you think spawning Kitsune right in the middle of the tournament was a good idea?"
Graham walked circles around the machine with his arms crossed and a scowl on his face while simultaneously asking the questions that had been occupying his mind.
"Also, where did you send it?"
He then stopped and faced the machine with two red beeping lights in front of him, as if they were the machine's eyes.
He looked straight at the two red lights and asked, "What's your plan…"
