“Not yet, Sprite,” Ling said. “Just a bit longer.”

But it was too late. Already the ghost had left their mainframe as quickly as he had entered, now rapidly zeroing in on Sprite’s signal.

“Faster, Sprite!” Vapor said. “There’s a ghost on you!”

Ling threw up a patch, blocking the specters from tracing the ghost’s trail into their mainframe. Being specters, their skills weren’t as high as a ghost. But it wouldn’t take them long to break through a patch. Ling kept at it, trying to seal the hole tight.

Darkholm drew three quick blockades between the ghost and Sprite.