Rexar's first step drove the central chamber floor downward by three inches. Golden authority filled the gaps between its iron plates, turning every movement into pressure that reached Nox before the claws themselves. Even the empty attendance circles cracked beneath the first measured stride there.
He moved Jax behind the broken platform as another weighted pulse crossed the room. His knees bent despite Endurance resisting the order, while the bent archive handle grew heavy enough to tear skin across his palm.
[ D-rank command field ]
[ Classified targets receive physical burden ]
[ Four territorial keys reduce schoolwide authority ]
[ Central chamber remains claimed Warden territory ]
"Stay beneath the platform until your natural core stabilizes," Nox said.
"I can still move one arm," Jax replied.
"Then use it to keep the evidence channel open," he said.
