Major Anderson went into the underground chamber below his office.
"Status report" he demanded of the technomancer.
The bald man pursed his lips for a moment, "The first test was a failure; the cloning failed to form properly. We will need to move slower on the layering of the Dark Symmetric Mold Forming Paste.'
Major Anderson gritted his teeth, "Very well. We are ahead on our other projects for now and by next week we will start in on Mishima. Take your time and proceed with caution. But do not fail me again."
Soon, thought the major, soon the powers will answer to me!