As the King released his four-second shard pin, Ferra knelt in the undercroft beneath the throne room and traced the primed dividing line.
The King lowered his burned hands while Ferra transferred the collapsing outer load into the fixtures prepared beneath the dais.
She joined the last two premarked segments across the foundation stones, completing the twenty-meter release boundary before the ceiling shifted.
"This is the absolute release boundary!" the smith shouted through the communication stone, her voice reverberating against the load-bearing columns.
"Everything north of this white line connects to the outer wings, ceremonial terraces, and hanging banquet gardens," she explained with technical precision.
"Everything south remains tied directly to the central throne pillar where Loccy is standing," she added, wiping sweat from her soot-stained brow.
