A new challenge for me:
Rafi was smug and confident.
Such weaponry had never before been seen, retracting lances, infra-red lasers, shoulder rocket launchers, state of the art breathing apparatus, not to forget his favourite of self-healing armour.
No matter he had no idea how to manufacture any of them, let alone get things to work. It was up to his Team to discover the workings. He was only interested in making money, taking orders but careful not to commit himself to delivery timeframes.
Ready to pounce for the financial kill when he had them all eating out of his hand, he could name his price knowing no-one would argue.
Well, perhaps not quite.
At first, his audience thought it was a promotional sales gimmick when the Warrior entered the room.
He was angry and had come to retrieve his property.
The triangular dots homed in on Rafi’s forehead.