The Prince triggered the rear execution array as the last medical frame crossed the threshold beside Hajin's open palm.
Blades dropped behind Vella, their cores still tethered beneath the child's four layers through the chamber's return channels.
"Oh, you gutless little shit!" Hajin yelled, swinging the Chain up in his dressed left hand.
Juna opened three Wings and banked along the outer wall, keeping their fire clear of the nullstone's pressure boundary.
Solar Vanguard formed from her third Wing, and her first sweep took an incoming blade's arm at the elbow joint. Didi arrested the command junction carrying its return beneath the prison, frost crawling over the cracked housing in one stroke.
"Three above the supply line!" Juna shouted, dragging the glaive's edge across the leads behind its falling attachment.
"Rear corridor's closing, so keep those frames inside my turn or I start biting people!"
