POV EMMA BELLEThe sky didn't turn white or indigo; it turned the color of Polished Onyx. Above the harbor, the Obsidian Spire—the original seat of the lineage—began to expand. Its surface, once a tapestry of integrated vines and living stone, shed its organic skin like a snake. Beneath the moss and the marble lay the "Prime-Metal": a cold, indestructible substance that had waited through 140 chapters for its rightful owner to claim it."The planetary resonance is being... Categorized," Nathaniel reported. He was standing on the bridge of the Spire, his hands bleeding as he tried to pry his brass instruments away from the walls. The building itself was becoming a magnet. "Emma, the Spire has activated the Sovereign-Protocol. It’s not attacking the North; it’s attempting to 'Re-Crown' the Conductor. It’s trying to pull all the magic back from the trees, the water, and the people, and condense it back into a single, divine point."I stood on the High Balcony, my amber eyes fixed on the
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