THE ALPHA'S LOST HEIR
Through the link, I could feel Ronan's core tighten, his Fire burning hotter, countering the rising psychic pressure.
"The Shield is holding the fear," Ronan transmitted, his voice strained but firm. "She has less than five minutes at the bottom. Lyra, hold your focus!"
Aelia’s external camera finally gave us the view, a colossal, gaping fault line in the seabed, glowing with a malevolent, pulsating black light. The Obsidian Scar was a raw, geological wound, leaking concentrated Shadow memories into the pristine ocean.
Aelia positioned her unit directly over the scar. She closed her eyes inside the suit and channeled her entire being. She focused her Light into the stone, grounding herself i
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