The entire hotel staff exploded into chaotic motion.
Dozens of uniformed attendants, security guards, and concierges sprinted toward the VIP elevators, frantically executing the emergency relocation orders.
Within minutes, the lobby was filled with the loud, indignant, outraged sounds of wealthy high-status guests being escorted down from the top floors.
"What is the meaning of this?!" a rotund, richly dressed corporate executive roared as security guards guided him toward the lower lounge. "I paid two hundred thousand credits for my penthouse! Who has the authority to kick me out of my room?!"
"This is an outrage!" a high-ranking Awakened commander barged out of the elevator, clutching his luggage and glaring furiously at the manager. "I am a Blue Crest officer! Who the hell bought out three whole floors?! Why should one single person have that much damn money?!"
