The sound of continuous blasts of energy echoed alongside the searing of flesh and blood, resulting in a cacophony that echoed across the mostly silent landscape of the Abyss.
Ignoring the screeches of the insectoids, the Fixer continued his task with a single-minded focus, working at a rate that Ulysses confessed was completely inhuman, which was understandable considering the individual in question was not human, to begin with.
Slowly but surely, the damage to the submarine was fixed.
Unfortunately, Ulysses was quick to notice that though it was fixed, it looked lackluster compared to what he recalled.
It was almost like the difference between a brand-new device and one that had been used for two years.
This was to be expected considering the original creator was the Goddess of Automation herself.
Even as the Fixer was currently enjoying her blessings, there was no way he would be able to replicate her handiwork.
