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Tora scrambled out from under him before FPS could even properly move aside. He needed his gun, wherever it flew off to. As he searched, he could hear the dog golems approaching—slower, jankier, but no less aggressive.
“BARK. bark. BaRk.”
The pistol was nowhere nearby—how far had it skid off?
“Hey uh, feelin’ electric yet?” Tora called behind him as he searched.
“BArk. baRK. Ba—”
“Oh very.” The tone was suggestive.
“BARk. BA—”
“I meant yer zappin’ powers, dipshit!”
“—ark. BArk.”
“Oh right, uh, I’m afraid it’s only a little charged?”
BWEEEOOOOOP!
A laser sliced the air inches from Tora’s nose. He jumped back with a yelp.
“Fffffuck me! How ‘little’ is ‘little’?!”
“Well, it could use a boost—” BWEEEOOOP. “Oh dear.”
Tora didn’t look to see as more lasers shot off. The pistol, bafflingly was nowhere in sight. “Where the fuck—?”
“Bork!”
The thief stopped. The bark sound was different than the rest: squeakier for a start, and closer, like real close. He looked to his feet and found a tiny golem dog sitting before him wagging its tail. Well, sort’ve—wagging was a bit generous a term—it was more like spinning, like a blade on one of those flying charr contraptions.
More important though, was what it carried in its stone mouth: his pistol.
For a moment, Tora hesitated, but the dog golem didn’t seem hostile: its blue crystal eyes lacking the angry red glow of its bigger siblings.
More lasers sounded off, burning jagged lines into the hallway.
“Miss Bandi? Maybe we should keep running?”
The dogs were on them: slow, janky, and with shitty aim, but upon them nonetheless.
“I’m getting you that boost!”
“Pardon?”
The little dog didn’t seem to bite? Oh fuck it. He reached down, took the pistol, scrambled back into position and—
BWEEOOOP.
—A laser knocked the pistol out of his hand. He yelped, flew backward, slammed
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