The last answer came from the side Felix could not see.
“Physical crew clear. Barrier checked.”
He repeated it before looking at the outer conduit.
Lyra’s route was clear. Dena’s assisted group and its helpers were across. Jian’s practiced transfer had reached the safe state, with the receiving operator holding the necessary return. The ward crew had reported its own last person out.
Empty space existed where the release would go.
It had taken a great deal of work to make empty space.
Tamsin stood beyond the mechanical boundary with the arena technician. They had completed the assigned preparation at the joint only after the preceding state was confirmed. The brace, loaded angle, and catching arrangement would carry the large movement. Felix’s part was direction and timing at one prepared point.
The outer section twisted toward the arena, copper-bound housing dragging against a relation which no longer held its proper shape.
