Elara’s POVThe mountain did not fall after that.It listened.That was the strangest part, the dreadful part. The roar faded into a low, resonant hum that vibrated through the soles of my boots and up my spine, like the ruins themselves were breathing us in, tasting the magic we’d just unleashed.Light and shadow lingered in the air, faint and shimmering, weaving like threads that refused to fully dissolve.Silas felt it too.I could tell by the way his fingers curled against the stone, searching, not for power, but for understanding.“What did we just do?” Riven asked quietly.Kyren was already scanning the cavern, wings folding tight against his back, senses flaring. “Whatever it was, the structure stabilized around it. Those runes weren’t meant to shatter like that, they responded.”“To you,” Silas said hoarsely.I looked back down at him.He was sitting now, bracing himself on one arm, the other hand held up in front of his face like he didn’t quite trust it to be real. The skin
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