The moment Lina leapt, time fractured.
She struck Juno hard—shoulder to chest—and they both went sprawling into the Archive’s memory stacks. Code bled from the walls like mercury, flickering with each heartbeat.
Juno grunted, tried to reach for something beneath her scarf, but Lina pinned her down.
“I didn’t come this far to be overwritten,” Lina hissed.
“Y…
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