I teleport back in again
Her mind failing
She bleeds Light
I devour it greedily
Missiles make their way to her core
Vicious payloads unload in zero-point
Drawing matter into messy vacuum
Churning crunching instability
A vast mass of certain doom
Cascade reactions claw at Her
As Her mass is forced to shed
She begins to crumble and die
Left behind's Her halo light
Shreds of thread destroyed and dead
Core as ore and spilling gore
I crack it with a constant roar
Shot up with another spray of void
Runaway reactions chaining inside
Her core betrayed and left to rot
Processors eaten slowly one by one
After she takes what information she can for her library, Elle's pattern teleports far, far away, leaving her alone for now. Her defenses update based on the attack and defense data received. She gains the ability to defend against and shut down a root function collapse before it can spread out of control.
Her eyes and extra brains begin to interface with the brain down South, allowing her more of an ability to sense in pattern-space and navigate at will.
Roots extend down beneath the Tower, down and down and down, just as more tendrils emerge from her pattern, sinuously slithery grasping things that allow manipulation of thread with force.