He was shrinking. The formatting wave was creeping dangerously close to slipping past his guard and continuing its march toward Earth.
And then, he felt it.
*WHAM!*
A massive, kinetic force slammed into his back. It didn't feel like an attack. It didn't feel like the sterile, clinical deletion of the Architects.
It felt incredibly, profoundly human.
A sudden, blinding wave of absolute, uncorrupted golden heat flooded into his spine. It shot through his digital veins, completely bypassing the localized crash in his rendering engine.
*BING! BING! BING!*
His green, corrupted Administrator UI suddenly exploded with massive, golden holographic windows. They weren't warning prompts. They were notifications of sheer, unprecedented data intake.
[MASSIVE SOURCE CODE INTEGRATION DETECTED.]
[Origin: Sanctuary Core (Server 894).]
[Data Volume: INFINITE.]
[Status: Fuel Reserves Restored to 100%.]
"What the fuck?!" Sebastian gasped, his distorted, metallic voice cracking.
