"Your millions were already doomed," Sera continued, not bothering to wait for a response from Mercer. After all, when you have a God complex, it is natural to think that everyone needs to sacrifice for your own benefit. "You just decided your kind should eat first."
Mercer's lips thinned. His eyes flicked to Aerenyx again. "That thing is unstable. It will wipe out everything."
Aerenyx's hand settled on the final main tower.
This one was larger, thicker, protected by a safety shell and a coolant bank.
It took half a second longer to rot, as if it had tried to resist. The resistance made no difference. The shell turned brittle. The locks snapped. Internal metal supports rusted and fell apart. The coolant pipe hardened, split, and poured out in slow gray sludge that didn't even steam anymore because the temperature probes were dead.
The last tower sagged and collapsed inward.
The command core lights went out.
Emergency lights tried to switch on and failed.
