All My Summons Become Divine Girls

Chapter 280: The Clinic Refuses Them

Hajin reached the clinic approach while twenty-four armored attackers pushed burning canisters through the treatment barricades.

The outer awning burned above an overturned carrying frame, although the stone clinic walls still protected every occupied cot.

Pell, one of Hans’s first bell workers, lay dead beside the horn he had sounded before the attackers crossed the lane.

Four clinic guards remained beneath golden pressure seals near the doorway, each bearing a new wound that prevented further fighting.

[ New Sixth Region casualties ]

[ Pell: deceased ]

[ New serious injuries: 4 ]

[ Clinic patients lost: 0 ]

Vella stood between the attackers and the open clinic doors, holding a violet wall across the entire treatment yard.

Golden threads extended behind her into the building, maintaining the patients while orderlies dragged the four wounded guards inside.

The attackers advanced in four disciplined rows, each person carrying a fire reservoir linked to the formation’s reinforcement spell.

Twenty-four separate channels ran from the commander’s central regulator, with one-way cuts preventing power from crossing backward between bodies.

Every channel also ended at a burning canister aimed toward a window, turning any careless rupture into another clinic volley.

Hajin formed Aegis over the roof plus doorways, stopping three released canisters without severing their reinforcement channels.

The commander’s helmet carried seven silver bars, while his right gauntlet controlled the regulator feeding every isolated segment.

"Move away from the doors," the commander said, raising that gauntlet toward Vella, "or the next fire enters the cots behind you."

Vella looked past his formation toward Pell’s body, and the golden threads behind her trembled across the doorway.

Fear reached Hajin through their contract before anger buried it, sharp with every injured pulse she was holding inside.

"Keep the patients under my shield," Hajin said, widening Aegis around the clinic, "I can take the formation from here."

"No," Vella said, closing her hand around one violet strand, "they chose my line because they believe healing makes it soft."

She stepped beyond the doorway while her golden web remained connected through the bond crossing Hajin’s chest.

"Then make them regret the diagnosis," Hajin said, anchoring Aegis above her, "I will keep their fire off your patients."

Vella pushed the violet wall outward, curving both ends behind the advancing rows before their commander recognized the enclosure.

The barrier sealed around all twenty-four attackers, leaving the clinic outside their formation while preserving every reinforcement channel within it.

Three canisters struck the violet interior and burst, filling the enclosure with fire that could not reach the treatment windows.

During that flare, the rear-left caster pressed a ceramic sigil into the reinforcement seam touching his individual barrier segment.

Divine Eyes caught one angular fold before nineteen overlapping fire channels concealed it beneath the formation’s active circulation.

Aria opened a classification pane, but the commander drove more mana through the regulator before its reading resolved.

The violet enclosure tightened against every segment, giving Vella twenty-four separate points where hostile mana touched her barrier.

"We divided the lattice for you," the commander said, turning his gauntlet through another release, "nothing travels from one soldier into the next."

"You divided the bodies," Vella said, spreading both hands across the barrier, "but you brought every artery into my operating room."

Violet threads entered each segment from its own contact point, following the mana being fed toward armor, weapons, plus fire reservoirs.

The one-way cuts stopped a shared reversal, yet they offered no defense against twenty-four simultaneous entries from outside the lattice.

Vella traced every channel separately, marking the regulator branch, the planted caster, plus each fighter still forcing mana into an attack.

Seventeen attackers raised weapons or fed another canister, trusting their isolated channels to survive whatever crossed the neighboring segments.

Seven hesitated near the command row, including the commander whose regulator began shaking beneath Vella’s pressure.

"Release your mana and lie down," Vella said, holding every violet thread motionless, "inactive channels leave this yard alive."

The commander lowered his gauntlet first, cutting his branch from the regulator before placing both hands against the ground.

Six others followed him, allowing their reinforcement to drain while the violet threads withdrew from those surrendered circuits.

The rear-left caster maintained his hidden sigil and pushed fire through his weapon, joining sixteen others who continued their attacks.

Vella closed both hands, reversing each active channel through the same valves its owner had built to isolate the formation.

Violet mana entered seventeen reinforcement cores at once, changing their outward pressure into crushing force beneath the attackers’ armor.

The first row collapsed inward before its canisters discharged, while sealed fire climbed through breastplates instead of crossing the barrier.

Every remaining hostile channel followed, breaking weapons, armor, plus the bodies still feeding power through them.

Seventeen violet columns struck the enclosure’s ceiling together, where Hajin’s Aegis caught the contained fire above the clinic roof.

The surrendered seven remained untouched inside open circles, their inactive channels separated from Vella’s reversal before it began.

When the violet columns vanished, no attacking circuit remained inside the barrier around the treatment yard.

[ Clinic assault resolved ]

[ Hostile combatants eliminated: 17 ]

[ Hostile captives: 7 ]

[ Captured commander: alive ]

[ Contract kill attribution: equipped host ]

[ Hajin gained: 510,000 EXP ]

[ Ring Progress: 23,254,000 / 25,000,000 EXP ]

[ Active Flint siege force: 1,122 ]

Vella opened seven narrow exits for militia binding teams, keeping each surrendered attacker isolated from the bodies surrounding them.

The commander surrendered his regulator after the outside disarm, giving Marrick’s custody clerks an intact record of the tailored assault.

Hajin counted seventeen dead plus seven captives beneath Aria’s markers, reconciling all twenty-four attackers without another retreat signature.

Vella turned toward the clinic, but her barrier lost its color before she completed the first step.

[ Vella’s violet reserve: depleted ]

Her distant golden threads withdrew from every cot and returned to her hands, leaving each patient stable beneath ordinary treatment seals.

[ Golden healing range: touch only ]

Vella reached Pell beside the horn, resting two fingers against his neck despite the death marker above him.

"He rang before they burned the door," she said, closing his eyes with those fingers, "put that beside his name."

"Lana will record it," Hajin said, lowering Aegis around the treatment lane, "and nobody inside your clinic died."

"Nobody on a cot," Vella said, looking toward the covered guard, "that distinction still cost him everything."

The registry evacuation entered through the rear passage moments later, carrying witness books plus sealed records into the reinforced inner ward.

Lana crossed the threshold with Ash gripping two of her fingers, placing both of them beyond the clinic’s weakened outer barrier.

Orderlies settled a wounded child near the inner partition while Lana began checking evacuee names against the shelter ledger.

Ash stopped beside her and turned toward the wall, watching a point where no remaining violet light should have moved.

Behind the spent barrier, the ceramic sigil left by the dead caster unfolded one silent angle inside the hidden reinforcement seam.

Aria’s unfinished classification pane changed from blue to red above Hajin’s shoulder.

[ Dormant foreign spell: activation detected ]