"What kind? External interference?"
"They don't know." Gerald shook his head, looking frustrated. "The techs are calling it 'irregular.' It didn't match the signatures of any conventional energy. It was... incoherent. As if space itself were forced to behave in a way the sensors couldn't even interpret."
Bīng Xuě let out a short laugh, one bordering on admiration.
"That sounds exactly like him, if you ask me. Aku always seems to be operating on a different frequency than the rest of us."
Gerald didn't join in the laughter. His fingers drummed against the table near his perfectly arranged plate.
"It doesn't end there. The final cube... the physical structure of Maximum Mode, which is built with reinforced alloys and military-grade containment fields... it took structural damage. The wall panels are vitrified, and the ceiling has cracks that suggest a collapse from internal pressure. He exceeded the containment limits of the security system."
