Hajin surveyed three threatened sectors from the battlements, assigning a separate defender to each and sending runners through the crowded hub to confirm those orders along the three marked routes before the next signal bell.
In the southern sky, the stolen sky heart pulsed with oppressive cerulean light, casting coercive glare across the municipal roofs.
To the north, the walking district heart stood parked within the foundry plaza, its twenty-three riding structures awaiting permanent seismic anchoring.
To the east, the Alder border highway lay severed behind the obsidian barrier, where Concord loyalist vanguards probed for unsealed crossings.
Hajin stood atop the central transit hub before the tactical projection map, his five retained rings rotating in calm, focused synchronization.
Around him gathered the commanders of the three fronts: Juna with her solar spear, Loccy with her taped fists, Ferra with her calipers, and the crystal linked to Eirwen.
