“Awww,” said Artemis. “Is the big tough dwarf in pain?”
Ragby had had enough. “Not as much pain as you,” he said, and
instructed the bot to pass a charge through its gel sac.
Artemis was attacked by shards of white lightning. He jittered for a
moment like a marionette in the hands of a toddler, then relaxed,
floating unconscious in the gel.
Ragby laughed. “Not so funny now, are you?”
Butler growled, which would have been menacing had not his bot
speakers translated it as a robotic purr, then he began to push. It should
have been impossible for him to make any impact without traction, but
somehow he actually managed to distend the gel, causing the bot to
chitter as though being tickled.
“You guys are hilarious,” said Ragby, and allowed Butler to wear
himself out for a few minutes before he grew bored and shocked the
bodyguard. Not enough to knock the big human out, but certainly
enough to calm him down a little.
“Two down,” he said cheerily. “Who’s next?”

- The Atlantis Complex, Chapter 9