Chapter 1343
It was overwhelmingly obvious she had just survived a brutal, apocalyptic fight for life!
her
This visual sent the live arena and the global streams into an absolute meltdown.
“Oh my god, what the hell are those things p>
“What exactly went down in Pod 10 p>
“The officials claimed they were sending an emergency rescue team! That’s a rescue p>
“Captain Lancaster is bleeding! She’s been locked in there this entire time p>
“What is that green gas p>
“This is a setup! This is a completely rigged setup p>
Journalists from around the world went entirely feral, the deafening clatter of camera shutters echoing through the stadium.
They were aggressively recording, snapping photos, and rushing emergency breaking news alerts to the globe!
The fragile order the arena officials had been desperately maintaining violently shattered.
It was only then that the horrific reality dawned on the masses.
From the moment the Pod 10 feed went dark, to the moment it turned back on, an entire hour had passed.
And Serena had been locked inside that cage the entire time!
Everyone remembered the exact moment before the blackout-the ‘patient’ who violently snapped heavy leather restraints and punched a crater into solid steel.
And now there were five of those ‘patients’ dead on the floor!
Five hulking, biologically impossible monsters.
For an entire hour.
Serena Lancaster had been trapped inside the meat grinder of Pod 10.
Without a single shred of official rescue!
The fury of the crowd was nuclear.
The live audience and the internet erupted into a unified roar of outrage. The screaming, the demands for answers, and the raw, unfiltered fury threatened to literally tear the roof off the stadium.
“The Severian Syndicate Council better start talking! Now p>
“Technical difficulties?! This was premeditated murder p>
“Pod 10 looks like a literal warzone! Do you expect us to believe Captain Lancaster gave herself those injuries p>
“That green fog is clearly a chemical weapon! Did the officials gas her p>
“Where the hell is the emergency rescue team?! Why is she still locked in that pod an hour later p>
“You trap a competitor in a toxic gas chamber for an hour and call this a fair competition p>
“And explain those five monsters!
Did the organizers intentionally swap out her medical patients for bio-weapons?! The first monster was already inside before the feed cut! bet they deployed the other four while we couldn’t see
“Murder! This is outright, televised murder p>
“We demand an explanation! Give us the truth p>
“Protest! Launch an immediate international investigation into the Severian organizers p>
The stadium was a powder keg of rage.
The global chat streams were moving so fast they were practically unreadable.
Millions of voices demanding justice.
Demanding blood.
The meticulously curated illusion of fairness the Obsidian Core and the Severian officials had maintained was violently, permanently shattered.
The Severian Syndicate Council members were having a collective heart attack.
In the main control room, the executives practically threw themselves at the technical
consoles, their faces ghostly pale as they screamed until their throats
bed. Cutit Cut the Pod 100
broadcast! Now p>
The officials roared in absolute hysteria, veins bulging furiously on their foreheads.
“Shut off the main jumbotron! Blackout every single external signal right now p>
But the technicians were drenched
in sweat, their hands flying frantically across their keyboards patic bled into their voices. “We can’t! We’re locked out! The system is overriding us-we can’t cuta single broadcast feed p>