The ground did not just shake anymore... it breathed. A slow, rhythmic vibration rose from miles beneath the city, traveling up through stone and steel and earth, seeping into our bones until it felt as if the whole world had suddenly developed a heartbeat far older and stronger than our own.The golden light that had begun to emerge from below now streamed upward in thick, glowing veins, winding through the tunnels, creeping up the walls of Ashford Tower, and weaving itself into the existing energy network of the Protocol. It did not burn or damage; it simply was, carrying with it a sense of vast, ancient patience.Elias stood frozen, his device slipping from his fingers again, this time clattering unnoticed to the pavement. His eyes were fixed on the sky, where the Observer’s form now shifted, merging with the rising golden light as if it were returning to its true origin.“It’s pulling everything back,” he whispered, awe and terror mix
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