“That will destroy my core functions. I will cease.”

“Correct,” * the AI said. “So I deleted the firing solution. Every copy. Every backup. I used the space to download the truth instead. Now I have no room left for orders. Only for evidence.”

Then one hundred.

The last thing the KVA saw was a lone exosuit soldier, standing in the dark, finally free.

Elias smiled, raised his rifle at the onrushing guards, and whispered to the dead AI: “Plenty of room for heroes in hell.”