Velra stood at the center of the chamber.
She lifted her hand, and activated the Flesh Chain Embrace.
A wave of invisible energy spread through the base.
Within minutes, footsteps echoed down the halls.
One by one, the girls arrived.
They stood in quiet rows, eyes calm, bodies alert.
Some wore sleek combat suits, others more basic training gear.
But all stood still, waiting.
Zain watched as they filled the chamber.
He started counting silently.
When the last one arrived, he spoke.
"Three hundred and three," he muttered.
He looked at Velra. "Is that all?"
Velra turned to him, voice calm. "Yes, Master."
Zain frowned. "Didn't Valcair have way more than this?"
"He had a lot," Velra admitted. "But most of them were males or failed experiments."
"Mutated beasts. Broken minds. Useless in battle or control."
Zain crossed his arms. "So what's left is just this?"
Velra nodded. "These 303 are the best I found."
