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Elara reached into her pocket and pulled out a small, crude object: a , made from broken light-panel components and a stolen battery. She had built it for emergencies. This was the emergency.

And in the upper city, every light-panel flickered—and displayed the Bloom Registry in crisp, undeniable detail. Lady Vane stood alone amid the chaos, her serene mask finally cracking. She looked at Elara—this small, bleeding, furious child—and for a moment, something like respect flickered across her face. Lily Service -Full Version- -Tyviania-

"You've destroyed years of work," she said softly. "Do you know what they'll do to me? The Harvesters have long memories." Elara reached into her pocket and pulled out

That night, Elara watched from a rooftop as a carriage of black lacquer, emblazoned with a silver lily, rolled through the district. Two Sisters in gray habits stepped out, their faces hidden behind porcelain masks painted with serene, closed eyes. They moved with silent purpose, handing out warm bread and small vials of golden liquid—"Tears of Veriditas," they called it. A cure for the creeping cough that plagued the under-tier. And in the upper city, every light-panel flickered—and