You have terminated me, one of them said in a strange, flat voice. But Iam one of many. Robots! Iggy breathed, taking Total from Angel. One of many, one of many, one of many, the robot Eraser was saying. NowNudge saw the red light in its eyes, saw how they were fading and winking out. Good! Spat the Gasman, kicking it hard. Because we like to blow stuff up, blow stuff up, blow stuff up!