“Mommy. My brain is, is, is buzzing.” “Brains don’t buzz, babygirl.”

Despite the miracles Biomarqs could pull with flesh, no amount of gene-splicing and meat-dicing matched up to a magnetically accelerated round nearly clearing 2,000 metres per second.

“Mommy. My brain is, is, is buzzing.” “Brains don’t buzz, babygirl.”

“Mommy. My brain is, is, is buzzing.” “Brains don’t buzz, babygirl.”

“Mommy. My brain is, is, is buzzing.” “Brains don’t buzz, babygirl.”