Milo left, and Lena remained in the laboratory. Anthony uploaded her vitals to his computer and began formulating a plan. Her body was too weak; he could only start with low-grade viruses and escalate once she could withstand their effects.
He wasn’t confident she could endure the process. T-2’s effects were too potent; even a healthy person could barely withstand it, let alone someone on the verge of collapse like her. However, the initial data should be obtainable.
This was the result the Master required; achieving this was enough. As for Lena’s life or death, he didn’t care. After all, Luis had explicitly stated that the outcome was immaterial. He would start immediately. He could barely contain his excitement; his blood felt like it was boiling.
Anthony rummaged through the low-temp
