Hajin took the central tracing station and tested its tuning rod before committing either clone to the three-point circuit.
Down in the valley, the evacuation road remained completely open, guarded by the silent frost crystals Didi left behind in the dirt.
Hajin stood at the central observation outcrop between the three secured tracing stations, holding a crystalline tuning rod against his open palm.
The subtle vibration pulsed against his skin, carrying the exact pitch of the command seam exposed during the skirmish below.
Beside him, the dimensional storage rift hovered open in the morning air, displaying the full logistics catalog interface for field requisitions.
"Before we commit the clones to the tracing circuit, let us settle field supplies for the crews," he said, tapping the floating runes.
"A wise choice, summoner," Aria replied, her luminous form drifting quietly beside his right shoulder.
