A voice resonated through the blood-authorized masonry before its speaker revealed himself upon the elevated observation gallery.
The arrogant tone entered through the ancient royal communication channels without penetrating the child's delicate soul membrane.
"You have spent the time since yesterday frightening my patient with clumsy, incompetent diagnostics," the voice sneered from the shadowed balcony above.
"Step away immediately before your ignorant meddling destroys the only viable subject I have managed to cultivate."
Hajin rose smoothly from his crouch beside the nullstone opening, keeping four protective barriers between himself and the captive girl.
"A patient retains the sovereign right to refuse treatment," he countered firmly, his gaze locking onto the darkened balcony.
"Your sadistic prison kills this trapped child whenever she makes the slightest movement toward freedom."
