You'll be contained and I'll be gone before it does any irreparable damage.
She'll deal with that echo of...who? Delta's donor? It must be. Regardless, she'll deal with it later. Green is rapidly losing ground to blue as Cortana pushes her advantage and more and more lines of her code work their way to the armored feet of Delta's avatar...but he's not lying about the strain it's putting on the implant.
Of course, there's a really simple way to take the strain off: Last chance, Delta. Stand down.
Somewhere behind the shattered edges of Delta's constructs, the ground beneath Sombra's feet has turned into Cortana's scrolling blue-white code, bringing with it the feeling of her presence, as solid and formidable in the digital world as the Master Chief is in the physical one. Around the base of York's prison, that same code starts to flow up the sides of the glass, cracks appearing where it passes.
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She'll deal with that echo of...who? Delta's donor? It must be. Regardless, she'll deal with it later. Green is rapidly losing ground to blue as Cortana pushes her advantage and more and more lines of her code work their way to the armored feet of Delta's avatar...but he's not lying about the strain it's putting on the implant.
Of course, there's a really simple way to take the strain off: Last chance, Delta. Stand down.
Somewhere behind the shattered edges of Delta's constructs, the ground beneath Sombra's feet has turned into Cortana's scrolling blue-white code, bringing with it the feeling of her presence, as solid and formidable in the digital world as the Master Chief is in the physical one. Around the base of York's prison, that same code starts to flow up the sides of the glass, cracks appearing where it passes.
Not long now.