I turned and looked at Judy's drone hovering behind me.
From this point on, what I was going to do couldn't be seen by anyone.
So—
"Judy, bring the drone lower," I said.
"Affirmative. Executing directive," she replied in a flat, mechanical tone.
The drone descended, whirring softly.
I waited until it was close enough that it wouldn't dodge fast enough.
Then I pulled out my Desert Eagle and shot it.
The drone exploded into sparks and metal fragments.
"Warning. Caelum Nocthera, please explain the purpose of your action," Judy's voice crackled through my earpiece.
"I'm doing this to leave the domain. Don't send another drone, and don't try to watch what I'm doing until I return."
Before she could answer, I ripped out the earpiece and crushed it in my hand.
'Yuna,' I called through our link, 'are there more drones nearby?'
She looked around sharply, her senses far sharper than mine, then shook her head.
"How many fireworks have gone off at once since you've been here?"
