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It is a titan.
It looks like a Greek goddess made of chrome and steel, armored in data streams that look like thorns. The face is fifty feet tall. Implacable. Cold.
Evelyn.
Her voice booms, shaking the very code of the universe.
"You are in MY code," she thunders. "How dare you."
The titan lands, crushing the landscape we just healed. The shockwave sends us flying backward.
Alex grabs my hand, anchoring us.
"She's here," he yells over the roar of digital wind. "She projected herself in!"