Despite the moniker, Eden could only chuckle briefly; the situation was way worse than she had ever experienced. Dante was pulling her hand once again and running ahead of her while shooting left or right as the situation called for it. She could hear the gunshots flying above her head or brutally hitting some of the servers.
"You damn Italians!" groaned Pride. "Can you please leave some of those servers intact if we're supposed to copy them? You're doing more damage to those archives than The Core itself, and they are intentionally trying to wipe them!"
"We don't exactly have time for neat cleaning, Pride!" retorted Circé, annoyed.
Indeed, it was raining fire from all sides. Several times, they had to dodge them by diving down or staying hidden behind one of the dark towers for a cou
