The shock from Rumi's fight still buzzed through the chamber floor when Hajin pressed his palm harder onto the conductor.
"Okay, okay, I've got you, don't you dare slip on me now—"
The sampled frequency jumped under his hand like a fish on a line, and Phase Lock clamped down on it. Warmth crawled up his wrist while the damaged safety return shuddered in its housing beside the command spine above it.
"Is it holding?" Ferra barked, crouched over the junction box at his elbow.
"It's holding, it's just really pissed off about it."
A pale seal bloomed across the relay housing, and a row slid into the corner of his sight.
[ Road Control Relay | Owner: None | Accept the claim, and every route answers ]
"Oh, hell no, don't you flirt with me while I'm busy," Hajin snapped at the glowing seal.
'One word and every gate on this road jumps when I whistle, and that's exactly the problem.'
