At the next pressure pulse, the same one-Ring clone closed its hand over the northern control joint while the prepared triangle carried its signal beyond the ordinary route boundary.
Hajin felt the action through the shoulder that still held five Rings, though the clone's pressure remained separate from his hands, inventory, and immediate sight.
Loccy planted both feet deeper into the occupied housing block, holding the building shell steady while the north heart dragged the district toward the custodian cradle.
"Cut the joint on my signal," Loccy told the clone. "The block will slide when the heart loses its brace."
"The civilians are still inside," the clone replied.
"Then break the joint slowly," Loccy said. "The objective is the brace, not the building."
The clone placed one palm against the marked seam, reading the building's movement through the prepared objective rather than waiting for Hajin to direct each finger.
