The city was silent, but the air still hummed with residual energy. Dust swirled in golden streaks wherever Daniel’s aura had collided with the Genesis units, and the smell of scorched metal lingered. For a brief moment, it seemed as if the world had paused, holding its breath in awe of what had just unfolded.
Adrian surveyed the wreckage, his eyes scanning the ruined streets. “We contained them… for now,” he said, voice tight. “But Genesis didn’t just strike randomly. Someone is orchestrating this.”
Daniel, still glowing faintly, ran a hand through his hair, sweat and dust clinging to his skin. “I can feel it… someone’s controlling the remaining fragments. Not a Genesis unit… a mind behind it. Someone who knows our patterns… someone who’s learning from us.”
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