As it stood, the dilapidated Navi wasn't trying to say anything at all. Rather, what Arch was hearing was little more than a primal scream as Hex's code began to rebel against him. Without any control over his form, he started to mutate, humanoid form twisting and writhing in what looked eerily like agony as it disintegrated. A myriad of tendrils shot up from the opaque protoplasm, coiling and binding with one another into a twisted stalk, white surface marred by cancerous patches of static. The top of the tall stem bloomed several branches, themselves sprouting tentacles that hung limp from the main body; only once the mutation was complete did Hex finally stop screaming, vocal processors well and truly burnt-out.
The mutated Navi, now looking more like some manner of tree than anything humanoid, immediately started to writhe and twist. Optics, spread in a dizzying array throughout the branches, attempted to find the viruses relative to Hex's body, but found themselves lost in a 360-perspective that the body couldn't handle. All the while, the twisted mess of branches shook as though caught in a breeze, hanging tentacles swaying and pulsing. Finally, focusing all of its attention on one side, the Hex-thing stretched out towards the first Miner, still painted in pastel shades from the earlier glitch. A single tendril hanging from the peak untangled itself from the protoplasmic mass, stretching out towards the virus. The tip bloomed into a hand, grasping blindly at the air as it prepared to bury into the Miner and tear it apart.
Another hand bloomed just as the first had, stretching down from the hanging branch and growing a crudely-shaped hand. The appendage halted for a moment while the rest of the body caught up to it, optics spreading into the branch and focusing on the other Miner. Just like the first, the tendril reached out towards the virus, primed to rip and tear with blunt, misshapen fingers. Lacking a voice any longer, Hex sent a message aimed at the viruses the only way he could: a series of binary pings, almost like Morse code for Navis. The voiceless message echoed through the area, in a language only the digital beings could immediately comprehend.
01000100 01000101 01001100 01000101 01010100 01000101DELETEThe tree-mutation split along the stem, a vertically-aligned maw opening up in the middle of the trunk. Still repeating the binary message like a mantra of the insane, the yawning void expelled a messy, knotted heap of tendrils that twisted through the air, headed straight for the same Miner. Once a collision was detected, Miner or no, and the tendrils had been retracted, Hex went still; if not for the slight pulsing that reverberated throughout the twisted trunk and swayed the hanging tentacles, he might have passed for a modern art placement. There was no longer any reason behind the Hex's actions that Arch could see, merely a heap of glitches that operated on a primal instinct not unlike a virus'. Yet again, he wondered where the Navi had come from, to be such a fundamentally-broken digital being.
-Turn Summary-
*Passive: Hack [Glitch to self]
1. Hex Buster: MinerB [10 Null {A}]
2. Hex Buster: MinerA [10 Null {A}]
3. Infect: MinerA [40 Null {A}, Glitch]
