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One hundred and seventy two: finnick's oath

Author: Asheeda max
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-24 05:17:59
Finnick's pov

I felt her scream before I heard it. It was pressure, like a weight dropped into the center of my chest, sharp enough to steal the breath from my lungs.

Then came the echo: a ripple through the leyline that tore sideways through reality, folding the air in on itself. It didn’t just knock me down. It found me.

Freya.

I staggered to one knee in the clearing, bracing myself against the warped roots of a dead sycamore. Everything around me had gone still. Birds vanished. Wind died. Even the insects had gone silent, as if the entire forest was listening.

I knew what had happened. I didn’t need a message or a sign or one of Kye’s dramatics to tell me. The leyline had responded. And only one person could’ve done that. Only one person still carried its mark and its memory like a splinter in her spine.

Freya.

She’d reached the point of no return.

And the world was changing around her.The stars blinked, and I looked up.

They moved.

It was subtle—no grand reshaping, no fiery comet
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