"Tell me what you know," Rex said, the golem's voice dropping into a low, commanding rumble that seemed to vibrate the very air around them.
Veran Caulstow stared down at the construct, his face a mask of calculated neutrality. For a long moment, he simply weighed the situation, his mind working at a speed that matched the lethal efficiency of his design.
He knew the stakes. He knew that in this moment, giving too little information was just as dangerous as giving too much.
"I was tracking the purge's acoustic signature through the substrate," Veran said, his voice flat and precise. "My system has a latent geological sensitivity component that the suppression layer doesn't completely mask."
"Even at maximum depth, significant seismic events register... I can't ignore them."
"You felt the reconstruction from the surface," Rex said.
