The shift happened fast. Too fast. One moment, Lyra had control, tight, focused, deliberate. The next, Everything fractured. “Lyra,” Adrian said sharply, “what did you just do?” “I didn’t...” A command flashed across her vision. Clean. Precise. Not hers. [OVERRIDE: PRIORITY CHANNEL OPEN] Her breath caught. “That’s not me.” “I know it’s not,” Adrian snapped. “Shut it down.” “I’m trying...” She reached for the command thread, but it slipped, like trying to grab smoke. It wasn’t resisting her directly. It was bypassing her. Using paths she couldn’t see. The battlefield responded instantly. Guardians that had just repositioned under her orders, Stopped. Then shifted. Out of formation. Out of sync. “No, no, hold position!” Lyra ordered. [COMMAND CONFLICT DETECTED] Her pulse spiked. “They’re not listening.” Adrian’s eyes narrowed. “They are.” A beat. “Just not to you.” The words hit hard. The Titan moved again, one slow, crushing step forward, now completely
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