Well. That was unexpected.

Skaffen-Amtiskaw was really, really annoyed now.

Once it got over the shock of being abruptly borne skyward, it backed out of the water jet and hovered there, dripping, high in the air. It started to detach a knife missile from its casing, but then realised the futility of it -- it wasn't as if it knew who or what was responsible for such a thing.

Best to just get out. And maybe find a tree to chop up or something.

Cautiously, scanning in all directions as it went, shields at full strength, the drone began moving away from the lake.