Inside Morveth's shell-space, Lucien did not waste a breath.
He, Kaia, and Lilith moved like a practiced crew in a burning city.
Lucien handed them Echo Crystals and Timefold Capsules. Each one was capable of holding a spell or a Law Art, sealed for later release.
Soon, they worked.
Kaia took a stack and began charging them with controlled Black Flame sequences. Lilith charged containment and cut-off patterns with her Law of Forging.
Lucien did the rest.
His Laws flowed through with quiet menace.
When they finished, neat piles waited like dormant thunder.
Then they paused.
Waiting for the moment outside to reach the exact point of fracture.
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Outside, the disguised five walked deeper into the compound.
The captive wing did not look like a prison.
It looked like a holding yard.
There were no iron bars.
They did not need them.
Mortals did not require walls.
They were bound with Laws.
