The detonation of the white-gold pillar didn't result in fire; it resulted in a terrifying, absolute silence. For a heartbeat, the entire Tundra was plunged into a negative space where light and sound were inverted. Then, the shockwave hit.The permafrost buckled, sending massive slabs of ancient ice into the air. The Sentinels—the puppets of Silas’s ambition—fell like marionettes with their strings cut. The violet light that had animated them bled back into the earth, leaving behind only the peaceful, frozen remains of the ancestors.Silas plummeted from his pedestal, his white-gold armor shattered and dull. He crashed into the jagged ice, his staff snapping in two.I stood over him, my chest heaving. The gold light of the Tri-Mark was fading, leaving my skin pale and my veins humming with a strange, hollow ache. Thane, Kaelen, and Jace closed in behind me, their weapons drawn, their eyes fixed on the man who had architected our misery."It’s over, Silas," I sa
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