The ward's doors suddenly slammed open, and a group barged in, heading straight toward Drai's cell.
"Move!" the female officer leading the group barked as she shoved the two sweating guards out of her way. She then keyed in her access card, but the cell door refused to open, so she took out a glowing blade and slashed the door a few times.
As a large part of the door toppled, a gust of hot steam hit the group.
Even though the leading officer was wary of what she'd find in the steam-filled cell, she still went in while shouting, "Private Drai Varz! Cease whatever you're doing or we'll be forced to take you down!"
"I'm not doing anything, Ma'am," Drai's voice sounded from the steam.
The woman knew the logical thing to do was doubt these words. Yet somehow, she could feel the sincerity behind them, perhaps due to the oddly calm delivery.
