“They’re using our own builds against us,” muttered Quincy, voice crackling over comms.

“The system is patching itself in real time,” Brickell continued. “New upgrades, new towers, new rules. Our Ninja Monkeys just reported a ‘Bloonchipper’ blueprint in the ruins—something we banned years ago for being too cruel.”

In that three-second window, Gwendolin lit the sky.

He reached for another dart. “Start the next round.”