"Guard the door! Send someone to restore the power! Now!!" Warden Bourne-Schmidt roared.
"Everything's in chaos right now! Things are completely out of control... There isn't even a surveillance signal from the prison gate anymore!" The adjutant was also losing his mind. Staring at the chaotic surveillance screens, he was practically going insane.
"Damn it!! I said guard the door here, you idiot!! Get people over here and barricade the office door!!" Bourne-Schmidt pointed at the doorway and bellowed.
"But the prison is already out of control!" the adjutant said, pointing at the monitors.
"Did you submit that report requesting additional droids?" Bourne-Schmidt asked.
"I did," the adjutant replied.
"Then what the fuck does it have to do with us! Tiber-Zayne's riot only happened because those droids weren't in place! Now get every motherfucker who can still move over here and block the door!!" Bourne-Schmidt shouted.
As the warden led several dozen guards in noisily barricading the door, an eerie order gradually began to emerge within the prison. Many prisoners started moving in organized groups. Under the arrangements of coordinators mixed into the crowd, they began seizing the armory, the surveillance room, the Energy Center, and most importantly, the control center for the ground-level high-voltage electricity.
This operation had been planned more than a year ago. Many of them had deliberately gotten themselves arrested, all while waiting for this day. Even several personnel transfers within the prison, as well as the droids brought in, had long been arranged in advance.
Every prisoner still thinking of taking revenge on Tiber-Zayne shut their mouths and obediently followed orders. The reason was simple: everyone who had refused to shut up had already become a corpse lying on the floor.
Naturally, there were people to handle those matters.
At that moment, Tiber-Zayne, escorted