“No!” she answered firmly. Wanton destruction violated her senses of aesthetics and ethics, but she knew she’d have to come up with more concrete reasons than that if she were to dissuade her boss from wreaking havoc throughout this complex. “For one thing, we don’t know what’s controlled by these particular portions of the computer. Blowing them up might result in one of the angels blasting an entire village out of existence. Or the whole mountain might blow sky high, with us inside it.
“Besides, we’re only immune to attack up to a certain point. As long as we don’t do any terrible damage they may leave us alone for a while. But if our destruction gets too far out of hand ... well, just ask any doctor. He’d rather amputate a limb than risk the health of the entire body. If we become too
