He needed to deploy a patch. But a hard reset would wipe the memories of every creature in the valley. He needed a surgical patch—a hotfix that could rewrite the digestive logic without killing the soul of the land.
The Apex Stalker lunged. Elias rolled to the side, the creature's claws raking sparks from the stone where his head had been a second before. He couldn't fight it; if he killed it, he was deleting a unit of an already endangered species. He had to fix the code before it killed him.