Vibration hearing

Rauth realised that the princeps was delivering a sermon, or an address of some kind to rouse his legion followers to war, but without the augmitter that Gorgorus had destroyed it was impossible to know. Perhaps that was for the best. In fact he knew full well that it was, but a terrible curiosity made Rauth stretch out his hand and touch fingers to the plastek.

The vibrations ran up his arm and into his Lyman’s ear like a half-felt sense of unease.

‘What basis in logic can there be for an imperfect being, however exalted over fellow imperfect beings, to judge the worth or unworth of you, or you, or you. Or I? This is how I see the lie in the source code of the great algorithm of Mars. It is for the Machine God alone to decide who is worthy of His perfection and who is not. Let them take our gifts away. Let them try. They cannot but fail because it is we who are perfect…’

Source: Eye of Medusa