Cessy traced the first ownership command while Hajin kept the sealed blood case behind the Chain's raised link.
"That field names the source, the return names whoever receives it, so freeze one and the others—" She tapped the permitted margin of the diagram, nowhere near the vial.
The casement ward bent inward as pressure crossed its royal seals without disturbing a single anchor around the window frame. Lucan slammed the retreat seam shut before the command could chase their connection toward the partial spiritual cores waiting beyond.
Hajin caught the desk edge with his left hand as Lucan crashed into the window frame beside him.
"Shit, what the hell was that?"
"From your foundation!" Cessy shouted, slashing through her own projection before it could carry the pulse, "maintenance authorization, then a foreign command riding inside it!"
