‘It was.’ She smiled briefly to take the sting away, and went on. ‘But these creatures definitely were made in some way. You call them dracomen and in doing that you infer gender, but they are completely sexless: no self-contained method of reproduction. I would say, considering their antecedents, that they were made to serve a purpose, and that purpose is not their own survival and continuation of their genes, as with us; it is Dragon’s purpose. They are an alien form of the Golem Series—or any other android for that matter.’

‘And what might their purpose be?’

‘I have no idea. All I know is that this Dragon built well.’

‘There’s more?’

‘Endless. I could make a lifetime of study out of them. Their bones are solid; calcium laminated with something similar to tooth enamel, and about twice the size and density of ours. They’ve got a digestive system which could extract nutrition from a stone.’ She turned to him again. ‘But, as we know, they take the easy option.’ She turned back. ‘And their musculature is as dense as old oak. We are lucky they felt no inclination to leave this isolation chamber when we first put them inside. The door would not have stopped them.’

‘Perhaps they’re different from the one I saw before.’

Cormac remembered his fight in the shadow of Dragon. He had defeated that dracoman quite easily, but perhaps that was what Dragon had wanted. ‘Theatrics’ are how he had described Dragon’s actions to Chaline. It occurred to him that the whole performance had been a cover for other actions; to leave humankind believing Dragon had destroyed itself. Had it been scared, or just a lover of subterfuge?

‘Quite likely.’

‘What . . . sorry?’

‘These are probably different from the one you saw on Aster Colora. Dragon probably makes them to suit its current requirements,’ said Mika.

Cormac cogitated for a moment. ‘How did they survive the cold?’ he asked.

‘Now, that is where things get really interesting. They use protein replication, but I have yet to find any kind of template. Their physiognomy will take years to unravel. But . . . their brain structure is completely different from ours. My theory is that the template is a mental one and that they can alter it at will, within limits. When Thorn said they must have antifreeze for blood, he was probably not far wrong. It would also be interesting to have another look at where they were sheltering.’

‘Why? Some evidence there?’

‘Just to see how much they ate over the last fifteen months. I bet they ate a phenomenal amount to maintain their body temperatures, and that those corpses we saw were perhaps just a couple of days’ supply.’

‘Is there anything about them that might indicate their purpose?’

‘Nothing really, except maybe their strength. Perhaps they were made to tolerate heavy G . . . But such strength could pertain to anything.’