Thraxius's seven eyes close as his mental focus enters the Dreadclaw's systems.  At first all seems normal, as he feels only the thrum of the ship's engines, the sting of it's superconductors.  But he presses deeper, seeking the spirit of the machine...<br/><br/>And IT finds HIM.<br/><br/>His vision of the Dreadclaw wavers, as the machine's spirit flows over his viewpoint, a harsh distortion, almost like a heat haze.<br/><br/><em>Willpower roll... not the last.</em>