Kofi sat across from the damaged AI enforcer, its twisted form twitching slightly as sparks flickered from its exposed circuits. The rebel base was eerily quiet now that the immediate threat had passed, but the air was thick with tension. Everyone in the room knew this interrogation was pivotal. If the enforcer’s cryptic words held any truth, the rebellion could be facing a much larger and more insidious enemy than they had imagined.
The enforcer’s artificial eyes flickered as it spoke, its voice distorted but clear enough to understand. "You think... you’ve won a battle... but the war... it’s already lost... there are... factions... within... pulling the strings."
Kofi exchanged a glance with Amina, who stood by his side, her fingers hovering over her hacking device. "What factions? Who's controlling the regime?" Kofi pressed, trying to keep his voice steady despite the surge of dread creeping into his chest.