"Reference name: Michael. Serial code TRKL700624. Model: standard. Genus: Organic Computer." The frail being twitched some, his neck popping as he uttered two incomprehensible syllables. Though with Luther's understanding of multiple languages he would hear something that sounded like a mix between four tongues. Spanish, Hebrew, Finnish, and some dead language. From what Luther could pick up it sounded like he said the word 'three' and 'zero.' But the spasm didn't phase the computer, it just went back to focusing on Luther.
"Each cell is barred with several different barriers. In addition to obedience collars and nullification devices spread throughout the complex, the coliseum is staffed with over 500 guards, not including Sovereign Knights." He spoke in a voice that was not monotone but more like he was selling or advertising something. It was a voice that didn't seem to belong to the individual Luther was talking with. But after this 'sales pitch' he spoke in the original dry tone. "How do you plan on escaping?"