With the defenses arranged, Ben turned his focus to upgrading his Krell. He opened the creation interface, scrolling through the list of body parts he'd harvested from the Ravagers. His gaze swept over the options.
Savage Spines. The glowing, jagged protrusions that ran along the Brute Ravager's back. Ben smirked. 'I don't need this—I already have the hive mind—but that doesn't mean it's useless.'
The Ravagers used them to signal commands, so what if he exploited that? He could mislead enemies, making them think his Krell communicated the same way. A false signal system. Hell, if he could replicate the pattern, maybe he could even create a fake Ravager—send out false orders, throw their entire formation into chaos.
