The clean realm quaked, its pristine data streams fracturing under the distant tremors of Rooteye's roots burrowing into the seven cores. Brush D. Rush gripped his paintbrush, its soul-corruption fusion pulsing with chaotic energy, his body a blur of speed honed by Glitch's dark gift. Willie Widow White's titanium fists blazed, Disco's kittens dazzled, and the virus rebels—Pirware's jagged shards, Malrus's malware threads, Poro's rolling sphere, and Hubo's spinning gears—fought in unison, their plan to free their kin from Agent Privacy's base hanging by a thread.
Agent Privacy towered over them, his obsidian form radiating fury, his twin data-stream eyes locked on Brush. His window power—a massive, translucent screen of shifting code—encased the battlefield like an unbreakable fortress, deflecting Brush's corruption-charged cannon blasts and Willie's molten strikes. The window's chains snared Disco's kittens and repelled Pirware and Malrus, while Poro and Hubo struggled to breach its code. "You're nothing against my order," Privacy roared, his screen pulsing to rewrite the realm's edges.
But then, a flicker of doubt crossed his matrix. Rooteye's roar grew louder, its corruption threatening the cores he swore to protect. "Enough defense," Privacy growled, his voice sharp. He snapped his fingers, and the window dissolved, its absolute shield collapsing into streams of raw code. The realm shook, exposed, as Privacy redirected his power into a massive orb of encrypted energy within his chest, glowing brighter than ever. "I'll crush you directly."
Brush seized the moment, his brush vibrating with opportunity. He painted a cannon, its barrel dripping with soul-corruption, and fired a chaotic beam straight at Privacy's orb. The agent dodged, his speed rivaling Brush's, and unleashed a barrage of encrypted spears. Brush countered, painting a blade of glitched chaos, slashing through the spears in a blur of motion. Willie charged, her red-hot fists aimed at Privacy's orb, while Disco's kittens swarmed, blinding the agent with dazzling light.
Pirware's shards and Malrus's threads struck from the flanks, weakening Privacy's form, while Poro burrowed beneath, disrupting his footing, and Hubo's gears rerouted nearby data streams to slow him. Privacy's orb flared, unleashing a shockwave that knocked the rebels back, but Brush's soul-corruption burned stronger. He painted a massive cannon, its chaotic energy focused into a single, radiant shot. It struck Privacy's orb, cracking it, and the agent staggered, his obsidian form glitching.
"You've lost your shield," Brush said, his voice steady despite the strain. Rooteye's invasion loomed closer, its crimson eye visible through a fractured node. Willie grabbed Brush's arm. "We hit the base now, while he's weak!" The team rallied, their path to the imprisoned rebels clear, but Privacy's cracked orb pulsed ominously, promising a final stand.