combat magic vs computer

Martin got underneath my other arm, and we started shambling away through the dust. After a little while, things stopped spinning so wildly. I realized that Martin and Susan were talking.
" - sure there's not something left?" Susan was saying.
"I'll have to examine it sector by sector," Martin said tonelessly. "We might get a few crumbs. What the hell was he thinking, throwing that kind of power around when he knew we were after electronic data?"
"He was probably thinking that the information would be useless to the two of us if we were dead," Susan said back, rather pointedly. "They had us. And you know it."
Martin said nothing for a while. Then he said, "That. Or he didn't want us to get the information. He was quite angry."
"He isn't that way," she said. "It isn't him."
"It wasn't him," Martin corrected her. "Are you the same person you were eight years ago?"
She didn't say anything for a while.
I remembered how to walk, and started doing it on my own. I shook my head to clear it a little and looked back over my shoulder.


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