As the weight of her father's legacy and the ticking clock of Sarah's fate pressed down on Anya, her mind raced, searching for an escape from the seemingly impossible choice presented by the failsafe. Ethan, his face grim, stood beside her, the weight of shared history and uncertain future etching deep lines on his brow. Maya, ever the pragmatist, offered cold comfort, "There may be another way, Anya. A hidden subroutine, perhaps, a way to disable the failsafe without destroying Phoenix."
The words sparked a flicker of hope in Anya's chest. She poured over her father's notes, deciphering his cryptic scribbles, searching for any hint of such a backup plan. Each passing moment felt like an eternity, Sarah's unconscious form a stark reminder of the urgency.
