The team's eyes locked, the stakes clear. "Contain Adama, now," Kwame barked, moving to secure her.
Aisha's voice was frantic. "Guys, I've got a location for the backup plan – an abandoned server farm in Ijora."
Riyanah was already on it. "I'm routing power grid controls to our systems. We can override the backup plan remotely, but we need to move."
Zara grabbed Adama, hauling her up. "You're coming with us."
Amara's gaze was icy. "And you'll tell us everything."
The team sprinted out of the warehouse, Adama in tow. The night air was thick with tension as they sped towards Ijora.
As they arrived, the server farm loomed, a monolith of steel and code. Aisha and Riyanah worked feverishly to override the system.
Adama's smile was back, unnerving. "You'll never stop it."
The screens flickered. "Override successful," Aisha said, exhaling.
The team froze, waiting for the inevitable. The power grid stabilized.
Adama's laughter was the last sound they heard before the room plunged into darkness.