Snippet #2761777

While all this was going on, Dolce was freaking out, badly. Because! Tentacles! On one hand, a small part of her mind whispered, it would be all to easy for her to take care of them with an attack, but on the other... trauma is usually not sensible. In the end, she just hightailed out of the area affected, leaving the virtual appendages to the other datadivers.

Perhaps it was cowardly, but she figured she might as well be able to do some good in other parts of the server, than stay in that particular area and remain useless.

At that point, Iris notified her that someone from Omnitech Industrials was trying to get through to her. Apparently the construct holding the core of the virus was discovered. She strained her eyes and could just about make out a giant robot, as they had said.

"Oi, what's this? Are we in a cartoon or something?"

As she vocalized this, she felt shudders run down her spine. It was as if millions of fanatics suddenly roared in outrage, but then became eerily silent, plotting for her demise.

She shrugged it off in the end, deciding to prioritize staying alive now over any possibly made-up signs of more distant imminent attempts on her life.

She ghosted her way over there, ignoring the grunts trying to shoot her down, her intangibility making it a futile effort.