"I made sure the only way the crown would work is if someone corrected the flaw manually. In person. At the anvil. And when they did, the feedback would shatter the Matrix—and free me."
"Saving the city," she said, cracking open the central lens. "And getting you out of this machine." dawnhold Gemvision Matrix 9 fri
"You’re dead."
"Fri," he said. "You found me."
Friya overrode the safety locks and plunged her hand into the holographic field. Her fingers tingled as they passed through light, touching the cold surface of the real ruby still sitting in the material tray below. But the ghost-image remained wrapped around her knuckles. "I made sure the only way the crown
She spoke the old command words, the ones from the original Gemvision codex. "Matrix, show me the maker's mark." And when they did, the feedback would shatter