Fear is the sword that breaks us. Use both to overcome the evil that blocks your path to God. Benito became conscious as the words entered his brain. He felt Aggelos’ presence infusing the words, and found the strength within himself to block out the pain that seemed to be infinite, pain that never ended. As the altered reality began to reform around him, he drew from the link with Aggelos the knowledge and the strength to formulate his own layer of armor. Within a picosecond he’d encased himself in a mirror image of Aggelos’ encryption. Benito could feel time slipping away from them and knew that he couldn’t afford to allow the phages to hinder his progress, couldn’t allow them to continue assaulting him. With a thought, a flaming sword appeared in his right hand, a massive shield made of code bound together so tightly as to crackle with power in his left. He rose to one knee, the blows from five security phages now raining down on him. He sensed Aggelos sending him a thread of confidence across their shared link and roared as he rose to his feet, swinging the sword high over his head and down onto the nearest phage.
