Lisa's voice was quiet, her eyes fixed on the chaotic scene unfolding before them. "What is she doing here...?"
Sein was already being escorted toward the exit by two security officers. They had her arms, not roughly but firmly, guiding her away from the evaluation area. Sein struggled against their grip, her boots scraping against the polished floor.
"Let go of me!" she snarled, yanking her arm. The officers didn't release her.
A third Association staff member, a middle-aged woman with a strained expression, stepped forward, trying to calm the situation. "Miss Alpis, please, you need to calm down. This isn't helping your case—"
Sein's head snapped toward her, eyes blazing. "My case? My case?! You're all treating me like a criminal! Like I'm dangerous!" Her voice echoed down the corridor. Other heroes had stopped to watch, their faces a mix of pity, curiosity, and unease.
