Ferra spent the next minute rebuilding the brass relay while the stolen sky heart gathered false sunlight above the free district's shelter roofs.
She removed the three damaged teeth from the frame, replaced them with synchronized fixtures, and tied each fixture to a different heart through prepared channels.
The north anchor answered first, then the river relay, while the stolen sky fixture resisted until Ferra pressed her bleeding glove against its outer ring.
Hajin stood beside her with six Rings burning around his shoulders, feeling every connection pull at the old tattoo beneath the Underworld's returned injury.
"You are turning the stolen heart's own relay against it," Hajin said.
"I am salvaging the preparation the hostile cores failed to erase," Ferra said. "They own the command path, not every road beneath the fixture."
The brass frame opened a narrow triangle above the terrace floor, linking the north heart's moving shell to the river relay beneath the city.
