Kirito skipped down a few paragraphs. “It’s not just strength. She specifically mentions reaction time.” He glanced back at them. “She thinks the low-mod group isn’t that different from a normal human. But above that… she couldn’t test it while we were unconscious. But she believes we’re very. Very. Fast.”
Klein bit back a few choice curses. On the one hand, this could be good. A competent doctor looking after them was what they needed. On the other – if Bluebook was some kind of black op, and it was looking more and more like it had to be one….
Thousands of civilians trapped in a death game. Doesn’t matter if the Air Force is the good guys. Governments are going to want somebody’s head on a pike. And if they can’t find Kayaba– Klein winced. Here we are. Foreign citizens, AWOL sailors and Marines – way too easy to make us disappear. Damn it, what the hell could have been so important the military went anywhere near Kayaba–
Kirito was leaning toward the screen, wide-eyed. “There’s a note here on how fast. ‘Think, toothed hummingbird on the Nox homeworld, General’.”
Klein’s train of thought screeched to a terrified halt. Say what?
“Homeworld?” Asuna got out, sounding as stunned as Klein felt. “That… can’t be what it sounds like….”
Kirito had at least five PDFs open at once, flipping between summaries. “The ashrak came off a world called Nasya. There’s some references to Jaffa endurance exercises ‘favored on Chulak’. Hok’taur rumor on Argos, connected to… System Lords using nanites to manipulate human evolution and create better hosts. Someone called the NID tried to isolate them from a blood sample, but it fell apart outside of a living circulation….” White-lipped, he pounded in a search.
“Hosts?” Klein exclaimed. “What is this, Invasion of the Body Snatchers?”
“Our bodies did get snatched,” Argo reminded him. “Nanites. You know that word?”