The hostile force didn't go home. It settled into a siege, and every day it stayed, it found a new way to exploit the same seam that had killed thirty-five Champions on day one.
Sekar had named the problem correctly: two combat doctrines that had never needed to speak to each other, now forced to coordinate in real time with lives on the line. The examples kept accumulating, each one a small, specific translation failure with a body count attached.
