The far gate sat two ridges past the convoy line, and Nox read the Vare map for the routes a pack would run. Void Step gave him two chained lines across the broken ground, and each jump spent stamina the sealed channel no longer taxed.
When the escort companies pulled out, they did not scatter. They parked in order at the zone edge. They sat close enough to film whatever the road did to an unlicensed convoy.
"Count the escorts, they did not run, they parked and aimed cameras," Vasa said, reading the positions off the trace. "An unlicensed convoy that lives costs the Hall face and every fee that face is worth, so they staged the reel that records it dying and kept their own guns cold to sell it."
"Then we run the other version and we post it first," Diana said, opening her relay lines wide across the road. "My feed carries no license and answers to no rank, so Kendra's work posts under my seal before the Hall cuts its reel."
