"No, you can't go in there!" a nurse called out, her voice high with alarm as Adele barged through the double doors of the ward. But Adele didn't even stop nor flinch, undeterred by the frantic protests
At her side was Asher and the puppeteer turned a fierce glare on the nurse, barking, "Rest your ass."
Immediately, the nurse's defiance melted like a puppet cut from its strings. Meek and mute, she returned back to wherever she came from, powerless to protest further.
Adele saw the whole thing but said nothing. If anything, it confirmed that she'd made the right choice by bringing Asher along. His ability commanded compliance—and right now, obedience was gold.
They strode down the tiled corridor, the air thick with antiseptic and tension. Adele's eyes briefly swept over an elite student perched on the bed, chatting with her phone. The girl hastily averted her face, trying to use her hair as a curtain to hide her face.
Classic.
