The detonation was sharp and bright and produced a shockwave that rattled the corridor walls—significant, disorienting, the kind of explosion that would have stopped most things in the facility.
The Harvester came through the wall.
Not through the entrance. Not through the approach the mines had been laid across.
Through the wall itself, phasing into solid stone at whatever point in the corridor's exterior it had chosen and emerging into the interior ten meters down from the entrance—
Ten meters closer to Zeph and Aria Chen and the egg than Tank's position at the door, ten meters past every trap they had set, the mines behind it now, the mines irrelevant, the preparation circumvented entirely by the straightforward application of a capability that the preparation had not been designed to account for because there was no way to design around it.
