Spaceship, control room.
After Sephiroth took the four girls on a brief tour of the spaceship's interior, he returned to the control room, to the side of the white-robed dwarf.
"Marigold, try discharging electricity at it!
I want to see whether it's out of power or broken..."
"Okay!"
At that, Marigold nodded readily. She extended her right hand, blue arcs of lightning dancing across her palm and forming a lightning serpent. Its body slithered through the air toward the white-robed dwarf, while its tail remained attached to her arm.
Marigold had no idea how much power this robot could hold. If she released too much current at once, she might damage its internal circuitry, so she used controllable shaped lightning to maintain a steady output.
Crackle! Crackle!
In an instant, the white-robed robot's body was wrapped in a layer of blue lightning.
Only after three seconds did Marigold wave her hand and disperse the lightning serpent on her right hand.
Then, the white-robed dwarf lying on the deck slowly opened its eyes.
It first looked at its severed right arm before using its remaining left hand to prop itself up and stand.
It respectfully lowered its head slightly toward Marigold and spoke softly in a somewhat strange tone:
"Divine One, Number 156002 is at your service. What are your orders?"
"Huh!? You know me?"
Marigold tilted her head, a puzzled expression appearing on her face.
When Sephiroth, standing beside her, saw that the robot could communicate with Marigold, a flash of wild delight immediately crossed his eyes.
This robot could communicate with them verbally, which meant Umbrella Corporation could use it to learn about the Moon's technological civilization...
Seeing this, Number 156002's tone carried a hint of confusion.
"The previous Divine Ones once said that they would bring energy back