Ales waited for the others to enter the room, looking upward for any indication that were were computerized traps in this lab as well. It was stupid to put a weapon in a lab that contained potentially delicate materials, but he couldn't trust the Ancients to think right.

He stood to the back of the room, watching the Eidolon with dull interest. If they were going to create a monster, they abandoned it.

"Wonder if they have notes on this..." He searched the room for a computer.