“Nora, the micro-fragments are diverging faster than our feedback loops can stabilize,” Jace said, teeth clenched, eyes locked on the pulsing feeds. “Every sector is autonomous yet interlinked, and any hesitation threatens coherence across multiple nodes simultaneously.”“They’re exploiting tertiary corridors, adapting instinctively to every reroute and energy buffer we implement,” Nora replied sharply, fingers flying over the controls. “If even one human heartbeat misaligns, the unknown pulse could fragment our entire network before we can respond.”Dex muttered under his breath, voice tight. “So we’re improvising blind while the city reorganizes itself, and the pulse is recalculating with every step we take.”“Yes,” Jace said firmly, jaw tight. “Every street, every mural, every auxiliary node is alive, responding instinctively. Autonomy guides the outcome, and survival demands precision beyond conscious control.”“They’ve split into quaternary streams,” Nora said, tension lacing her