Albel's eyes narrowed to see this hub of technology. It reminded him of Sphere corporation, all the terminals and control panels. Every one connected somehow to the Eternal Sphere, interacting with the worlds -- his world -- that they had created and would attempt to destroy. "Debug," they'd called it -- "fixing" the problem.

That same roiling feeling of hot indignation and cold foreboding writhed through Albel's gut.

"I don't like this," he muttered, glancing toward Jade. He ignored Johnny as best he could, half expecting some other crack at his apparent "ignorant paranoia" toward technology.