human
I contacted the race mind, Zen said.
gpt
For a minute, I was in touch with the field of the race. But it's gone now,
human
Step in front of the scope, soldier, a gravel voice growled behind him. Turning, he saw that he was next in line. The lieutenant in charge of the first aid station had spoken to him. Seeing the eagle on Zen's helmet he hastily apologized.
gpt
I beg your pardon, sir.
human
It's all right,