Simultaneously with that final, defiant shout, Nerphyl felt the telepathic connection to the last surviving Sylph in Corridor B-16 snap into a chilling void. She could only bite her lip, forcing back the tears blurring her vision, and re-center her scattered focus entirely on directing the remaining defensive networks of Wilwatikta. Corridor B-16 was not the first, nor would it be the last, to choose absolute martyrdom the exact second their automated weapons were paralyzed. Every single isolated bunker and choke point guarded by the Sylphs was making the exact same choice.
The war ground on without a breath of mercy.
