LOGINI searched for Nathan." His next words made her stopped."You what?"Husen then pulled her close. "I searched everywhere.""For Nathan?""Yes."Sera lowered her voice. "Where?""The northern ruins first." He stepped back just enough to give her space. "Then the old subway tunnels."He continued. "Then the abandoned stations beyond the western ridge."Sera listened."Nothing?""Nothing.""Not even a trace?""Not one."She stared at him."Did you find anyone who saw him?""No.""Tracks?""No.""Blood?""No.""Body?""No."Husen reached inside his coat. "I checked every place I could think of."He pulled out several folded maps. Sera took them. She opened the first. Her eyes moved across the markings. The northern ruins. Multiple routes. Several locations crossed out. She opened another. The tunnels. Then another. The western settlements. Everywhere was marked. Searched. Empty."You really went everywhere.""I told you.""When?""After I realized no one else was looking."Sera looked up.
Two months passed. Life did what it always did. It continued. The ruins remained broken, but the people living among them slowly learned how to move through the cracks. Zelios had repaired most of the western gate. The patrol routes had returned to their regular schedules. Hunters complained about food again. Weapons were cleaned. Arguments broke out over shifts. Someone was always late for training. Someone was always stealing someone else's ammunition. The world had not become peaceful. It had simply become familiar again. And sometimes, familiar was enough. Sera stood at the western gate, checking the magazine of her pistol.Jonas approached with his rifle hanging across his shoulder. "Ready?"Sera slid the magazine into place. "Have I ever said no?""Several times.""When?""Every evening.""Then stop asking."Jonas smiled."Good evening to you too."They left Zelios together. The sun had already disappeared behind the distant ruins.Darkness spread slowly across the broken city. T
The chamber was dying. Not collapsing. Dying. The distinction was clear in every sound. Stone groaned beneath their feet. Cracks raced across the walls like veins splitting beneath skin. Crimson light pulsed through them, then flickered, then returned with violent force. The ancient chamber shook again.Sera nearly lost her footing. Husen caught her around the waist before she could fall. "Got you.""I'm fine.""You nearly fell.""I said I'm fine.""You can argue after we're alive."She looked at him. For once, neither of them smiled. Above them, the enormous crimson body Mother had created continued to writhe against the ceiling of the chamber. It was no longer complete.mIts left arm had dissolved into a storm of red particles. Its chest had split open. Crimson light poured through the cracks. Mother stood beneath it. Her silver eye burned. Her crimson eye had become almost completely black. She lifted both hands. The Blood answered. Every vampire in the chamber screamed. Husen's gri
The Blood surged. Sera screamed. Crimson light exploded across the chamber, swallowing the stone floor, the ancient walls, the broken machinery, and every person standing within the ritual circle.Husen's arms tightened around her. "Hold on!"Sera couldn't answer. Something was pulling at her. Not her body. Something deeper. Her heartbeat. Her memories. Her blood. Every pulse inside her veins was being dragged toward the enormous crimson figure descending from the ceiling. The body opened its eyes. One silver. One crimson. Sera stared at it through the blinding light. It looked almost human.Too perfect. Its skin appeared smooth and pale beneath the crimson glow. Long dark hair floated around its shoulders as though submerged in water. It looked like a woman.No. A daughter. Mother's creation. Mother raised both hands. The entire chamber shook."After all these years..." Her voice trembled with something dangerously close to joy. "...my daughter will finally have a body."Elara stared
Darkness swallowed the chamber. Not ordinary darkness. The crimson light vanished so completely that Sera could no longer see her own hands. For one heartbeat, there was nothing.Then, thump. A heartbeat. Thump.Another. Sera felt Husen's hand tighten around hers. "Don't move." His voice was barely above a whisper.Sera didn't. Something was standing in front of them. She could feel it. Small. Still. Watching. Then a faint crimson glow appeared. Two eyes opened in the darkness. One silver. One crimson. Elara. She stood barefoot in the center of the chamber. But something was wrong. She didn't look like a child anymore. The shape of her face was still young, but the expression in her eyes was ancient. Far too ancient. She looked at Sera. Then at Husen.And smiled. "You came."Husen stepped forward. "Stay away from her."Elara tilted her head. "You still protect her."Husen's expression hardened. "I always will."A soft laugh escaped the child. "Even now?""What does that mean?"Elara
"Mama?" The voice came again.Soft. Small. Almost frightened. Sera didn't breathe. Nobody did. The ancient chamber remained completely still. The crimson light around the empty stone cradle pulsed once. Then again.The voice came from somewhere beyond it.,"Mama?"Sera's fingers tightened around Husen's hand. "Did you hear that?"Husen nodded. "Yes."Verek's blade was already in his hand. "Where?"He looked around the chamber. Nothing. No door. No passage. No movement. Only the cradle.Kael raised his weapon. "Could be an echo."Listener shook his head. "No."Everyone looked at him. He stared at the cradle. "It isn't an echo."Nysera's expression hardened. "What is it?"Listener didn't answer. Sera stepped toward the cradle. Husen immediately caught her wrist. "Wait."She looked back. "Why?""I don't know what's inside.""There's nothing inside.""That's what concerns me."Sera glanced at the empty cradle. He was right. It wasn't merely old. It was too clean. There was no dust inside i







