The cold, neon lit central server node chamber hummed with a low, menacing energy that vibrated straight through the concrete flooring. Rows of towering black server racks stretched into the gloom, their surfaces blinking with thousands of tiny, synchronized green and amber indicator lights. The air was frigid, artificially chilled to protect the massive data cores from overheating under the strain of processing the defense scripts. The sharp, clean scent of ozone and chilled Freon filled the space, a stark contrast to the damp, sulfurous odor of the maintenance tunnels they had just abandoned. Delon stood before the primary data terminal, his fingers hovering over the glowing input glass while his chest plate pulsed with a dim, restricted blue glow.
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