Who is the greater fool, the one ensnared by the deceit of another, or the one lost in the illusions of his own making?
—Ben Ackerman
CHAPTER 32
The simulant cut at the air with the wakizashi, and then it spoke. “In the five hundred years since I first found the Eldar artifact, I’ve learned some things of my own.” It slashed at Ray. He sidestepped and cut the simulant’s leg off at the knee. The creature stumbled and fell to the floor. Ray finished it with a thrust into its skull.
The simulants converged on him, pummeling him with truncheons tuned down to inflict pain and forcing him to a new opening in their midst. A third simulant picked up the wakizashi as the rest withdrew to give them space.