As my body was healing from the damage I took, I did smile a bit knowing that I defended myself and my company.
The war wasn’t over which I accepted that as inconvenient of a fact that it was.
My own cybernetic universe will be mended and no one will conquer it.
Such a shame that my work fell into the wrong hands, but by lawyer or by baton, my creations will see me through.
Seriously, screw Geneva Labs and their dunderhead cronies.
C. M. B. Bell's Writing Universe 