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Chapter 46 Voices From Building Three
Hadrien lifted his gaze, caught off guard.
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Ever since arriving at Black Spire, Harlan had shut himself away. He never spoke unprompted, sealing himself off from everyone around him.
Today, he had not only joined the conversation but spoken up in defense of a cell block attendant he had only recently met.
He was not the only one. One Sentinel after another chimed in.
Arthur said, “Those people aren’t following the rules. They’re hiding behind minor authority to push their weight around p>
Gideon said, “Lyra wasn’t at fault for what happened that day p>
Kyren said, “If you swap in more of those useless nuisances, you’ll be collecting bodies every single day p>
Rhys said, “Hadrien, go easy on that girl. If you need to make an example of someone, discipline Felix hard enough to warn the rest p>
Lucian said, “Oh my, everyone’s suddenly so united. Then I’ll join the fun too p>
Cedric said, “I’d rather have Lyra back too p>
Draven said, “The crowd sees plain truth p>
Inside Building Three’s cell block, every Sentinel who had crossed paths with Lyra voiced their opinions.
They spoke as one, not only because they trusted her character, but because she was far easier to tolerate than the corrupt staff who lied to superiors and bullied those below them.
Such solidarity was rare.
Nearly all these men refused to bow to anyone when they served outside these walls.
Now they spoke as one to declare Lyra innocent. It was not simply because she performed her duties well; she treated every Sentinel fairly, with genuine care.
When Hadrien stayed silent with his head lowered, Felix, whose cell window remained the only one unlocked, tugged his lips into a grin.
“I’ll admit it. I teased her on purpose that day.
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“Fault lands where it belongs. If you need someone to answer for this,” he shrugged carelessly, “I’m right here p>
If he had known this stunt would spiral so far out of control, he never would have cracked that joke.
He had no idea Lyra carried a pager capable of reaching others.
Now he had shot himself in the foot.
Draven’s voice cut through the air again.
“Do
you
know why Rook’s contamination reading spiked so drastically?
“Some of it’s his own recklessness, but most of the damage came from the attendants before Lyra p>
He spoke slowly and evenly.
“Hadrien, you only recently took up this post. I get why you stick strictly to protocol.
“Still, instead of hounding that girl over such a trivial breach, you ought to clean up the rotten culture festering inside Black Spire.
“You were once a Sentinel soldier yourself. Can you stand by and watch your former brothers- in-arms die faster because you refuse to act p>
That final line stabbed straight through Hadrien’s heart.
Draven was not merely pleading Lyra’s case. He had torn open the illusion of peace inside Black Spire, laying bare the rot hidden beneath its surface.
Felix silently thought that Draven was one sharp operator.
He stayed quiet when secrecy was needed, only stepping forward to land piercing remarks once everyone else had spoken their piece.
Hadrien refused to be pulled off track by their arguments.
There was something else he needed answers to first.
“I will reconsider the matter.
“Until I reach a decision,” he looked toward Felix, then raised his eyes upward, “I want you, along with Draven and Cedric, to submit detailed accounts of each day over the past week. Write down your daily experiences and feelings p>
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Marcel frowned in confusion.
“We’re talking about one thing, and you drag us onto another tangent. What pointless game are you playing now p>
His personality made him sound condescending toward everyone. He voiced every grievance openly with zero restraint.
Hadrien ignored the question and fixed his stare firmly on Felix.
Felix remained laid-back, faint dark glints shifting in his eyes.
“I can’t recall every detail from last week p>
Hadrien’s tone brooked no pushback.
“If your memory fails you, there are plenty of others here to fill in the gaps p>
He turned toward the silent second floor.
“Draven, Cedric. Did you hear me p>
From his cell, Cedric hesitated before answering.
“…Yeah p>
The staff had finished gathering everyone’s contamination readings that morning. For Hadrien to bring this up out of nowhere-could he have uncovered some irregularity?
How should he phrase his report?
Draven replied calmly, “Heard you loud and clear p>
Make it up, of course.
No one could prove whether their accounts were truthful.
Hadrien stepped forward, reaching to slide shut Felix’s cell window.
Felix called after him, “If we write those reports, will you bring little Lyra back p>
The affectionate nickname made Hadrien pause. He shot Felix one cold glance, then closed the window completely.
Afterward, he headed toward the second floor.
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The moment he arrived, a low, threatening snarl echoed out.
The hyena recognized the footsteps of the man who had sent people to harass its owner.
Hadrien walked forward steadily and slid open the small window for Cell 201.
Rook huddled on the floor just as he had during every prior visit.
In this withdrawn state, he ought to lack the will to eat or change his clothes.
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Yet Hadrien spotted an empty milk carton and discarded food wrappers tucked in the corner.
It was plain to see who had left them there.
Hadrien pulled his gaze away and left, his thoughts tangled.
Once he departed, the Sentinels inside the cell block resumed talking.
Marcel grumbled, “This whole mess is Felix’s fault. He made me suffer through several more days of this p>
If Felix had not acted recklessly, Lyra would never have been punished and reassigned.
He was forced to endure the terrible attendants all over again.
Felix let out a dry huff.
Marcel already had a volatile temper.
That unrepentant, taunting sound stoked his simmering anger higher.
He was about to snap back when a sharp wave of dizziness crashed over him. He staggered, nearly collapsing to the ground.
Marcel clutched his head as stabbing pain surged through his skull. Staring at his trembling hands, he realized his contamination value was climbing from his emotional outburst.
He squeezed his eyes shut at once, forcing himself to calm down.
He refused to turn into some twisted half-feral monster.
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Lucia Morh
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