Sweat dripped onto her temple as she isolated the subroutine, re‑routing the signal to a sandboxed node, forcing the update to loop back on itself. The screen stuttered, the candy set reconstituted, and the Sweet Core vanished from view, replaced by an innocuous prop—a glittering candy cane.
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