Aria spread four requirements across separately fed StarGuard panes while Hajin kept his braced right arm on the planning table.
"Four whole conditions?" he grumbled, glaring at the glowing rows, "I asked for a rescue, not homework."
"Denial without another owner comes first," Aria answered, lighting the top pane, "and the order cannot be shuffled."
'The seam only opens after retaliation stops crossing her core, or I end up punching her myself.'
The empty model of the prison rested between them while Ferra pinned the copied claim beside its unfilled refuge slot.
'My palm keeps body, soul and core together while something real takes that forced circulation off her.'
"Rip the walls away without a return, and she just..." He swallowed the rest, staring at the forced cycle that kept her breathing.
"So I break it, and then what holds her?"
Cessy watched through the warded mirror while Lucan kept its controls steady from his side of the glass.
