"You are in the Data Fortress, Mark," Elaine interjected, her voice gentle, her medical training taking over. She approached the chamber, holding a neural dampener. "We rescued you from Consensus. You were its prisoner. Its puppet."
"Rescued?" Kross’s head snapped back to Leonard, his eyes blazing. "You think I need your rescue, Blake? You destroyed my empire! You took everything from me!" He closed his eyes, a shudder running through him, a wave of profound shame and horror washing over his face. The words he had uttered when Leonard first partially awoke him in the Consensus facility echoed in his mind: It was never… mine.
"Consensus was growing in your networks for years, Mark," Leonard explained, his voice devoid of accusation, simply stating a fact. "It was using your ambition, your
