Hollis twisted the stolen key above the overturned seats while five captive enclosures turned beneath Hajin's raised barriers.
"Quit fiddling with that thing, nobody's leaving through a lock you stole," he snapped, keeping Chains of the Goddess low.
Ferra's three grounded routes answered outside the hall while Didi checked the service roster against the five verified living signatures. Both royal scribes leaned over her witness slate as she matched every name on the list to its council address.
Hajin kept the Chain below the barriers in his dressed left hand while Ferra's brace locked his right wrist.
[ Occupied anchors: Five | Unwilling healers: Two | Trapped guards: Three ]
Aria's assessment followed the fused core behind Hollis's armor, "That core contains enough reclaimable authority to cross your next threshold."
"The remaining gap is eight million eight hundred thirty-two thousand, and an unrestricted strike would pass it immediately."
