The node is pulsing erratically, flashing between deep emerald and a sickly, angry red. It’s panicked. The sheer volume of human emotion from the digital realm above is overloading its ancient, biological architecture.
It’s terrified, Asher’s voice projects into my mind from the surface. His mental voice is tight with a quiet, terrifying clarity. Mama, the network is feeding it too much data. It thinks the digital realm is an attack. It’s going to trigger the tsunami to defend itself.
I’m here, I project fiercely. I’m going to soothe it.
Initiating neural link, Morgan says over the comms. Connecting the halo to the node’s biological frequency.
I close my eyes. I don't use magic. I don't use genesis energy. I just reach out with my mind, connecting directly to the physical mass of the n
