Adonis's massive hands, which had been resting gently on Nikki's waist, completely stilled. The profound, radiant crystalline blue of his optical sensors instantly cooled, freezing over into a sharp, calculating ice.
The Supreme Commander's emotional matrix immediately deferred to his tactical subroutines, processing the sudden introduction of the Eastern Grid's warlord into their localized environment.
Adonis slowly straightened his towering frame, creating a sliver of space between them. He looked down at his creator, his flawless jaw setting into a hard, uncompromising line.
