Four housings tore themselves loose while the child slept beneath her forced cycle, their cables still joined to her circulation. Two advanced on Didi while two swung lances toward the viewing aperture, salvaged cores burning above their unfolding extraction frames.
"Oh, you've got to be kidding me, the furniture fights now?" Hajin yelled.
Ferra was already moving, dragging chalk across the nearest housing's knee while its lance unfolded above her head.
He raised his wrist toward the lances and opened two Rings, and StarGuard slammed down before the child's folded threshold.
"Chalked joints only," he barked, catching the first impact before it reached its returning conduit beneath the machine's spine.
"Take their legs before their cores, and nobody sends a broken connection back through her, got it?"
"Legs first, cores later, I heard you the first time."
Loccy planted herself in the forward lane between the frame's thrust and Didi's wrapped wrist, "This one's mine."
