MARKED BY THE SILENCED WOLF
It unfolded.
The black material peeled back in thin, translucent layers, revealing a core of pure, liquid light. A holographic projection erupted from the center, filling the Spire with a map of the planet that made the Hub’s records look like a child’s drawing. Hundreds of white dots pulsed across the continents, but as we watched, the dots began to turn red, one by one.
“They are being deactivated,” Silas whispered, his eyes wide as he processed the data. “The Clean-Up has already started. Look at the southern hemisphere—the Storm Seeds are gone. The tectonic stabilization has failed there. The continents are literally shaking themselves apart.”
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