Ateia practiced the different visual settings on her robotic eye once again. She focused on the sensations she felt when the robotic eye zoomed into the distance. She winced slightly as she felt tingling in her head, it still felt strange and a bit invasive whenever the techno-organic interface connected her mind to the machine parts. But while it had been originally intended to take control of people and render them into mindless weapons, Ateia trusted NSLICE-00P, believing that she would not do the same. In fact, NSLICE-00P had stated she gave Ateia’s organic half full control of the cybernetic. So Ateia brushed off the feeling of wrongness, and tried to focus on what exactly was happening.

A moment later, she used the buttons NSLICE-00P had made for her to set the robotic eye back to default. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

She opened them, and tried to zoom in once again. But this time, she did not rely on the button. She tried to replicate how she felt, only starting from her mind rather than from the cybernetic components.

Slowly, her robotic eye spun and its aperture narrowed. Her vision moved into the distance.

And as she focused, her organic eye began to glow slightly, golden and silver light forming into a lid and aperture mirroring the shape of her robotic eye. Her cybernetic half logged an increase in data uptake as the organic visual sensors began contributing beyond expectations.

A bit further away on the beach, Taog was practicing his Dark Slashes. But his swords and mana fell as he turned to watch Ateia, her face glowing with the light of her Holy Mana. He turned to look at his own blades and mana, and heaved a sigh. He turned back and tried to focus as well as he could…

Elsewhere, Colleöne blinked, her eyes widening ever so slightly as she watched Ateia.

“Something to focus her power on, huh? I suppose a rigidly defined artificial half would certainly qualify.”

She rubbed her chin, furrowing her brow for a moment before smiling.

“Well…if it were anyone else I might be concerned about the possibilities…but for my kin I feel only joy. I suppose I might have some family bias.”

Some?