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Chapter 57: Direct Channel

作者: Elara
last update 公開日: 2026-04-28 17:26:25

The shift was immediate—not in the room, but in the connection. Elara felt it like a door opening inside her mind, one that had never existed before. This time, the presence didn’t spread or test or probe. It aligned—precise and deliberate—with him. Her breath caught sharply. “No…” she whispered. Adrian’s gaze snapped to her. “What is it?” She shook her head slowly, panic rising—not from losing control, but from understanding exactly what it was doing. “It’s not observing anymore,” she said. Th
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