What I ProtectMark’s POVEverything goes wrong at once.The shadows spill across the ground like something alive. Not smoke. Not mist. They move with intent. They stretch, rise, and twist into shapes that should not exist.Rissa stands at the center of it.Power pours out of her.I feel it in my bones. I feel it in the way the air bends around her, like the world itself is struggling to hold its shape.“Rissa,” I call.She does not answer.Her eyes are not on me. They are fixed somewhere beyond this street, beyond this moment. Like she is seeing something I cannot.The Door is open.And I do not know how to close it.The first shadow lunges.I meet it head-on. My claws tear through its form, but it does not bleed. It breaks apart for a second, then pulls itself back together like it was never damaged.Not flesh.Not alive.Something else.“Focus on the source,” one of the Hunters shouts behind me.I turn just in time to see one of them raising that same device again. The one that tor
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