A throbbing moan announced the arrival of the runners’ equalizer, Willie’s combat drone. Unlike the smaller spy drone, this machine was armed and armored. It was also far from quiet; only the sound of the combat had allowed it to approach undetected. But it was here now and odds shifted more in the runners’ favor. The drone’s high-tech nature made it largely immune to magic, and its firepower alone was probably more than the druids could deal with. Panels slid back along the cylinder’s side and gun muzzles snouted forth.