Soulbound
The light behind the spire pulsed again — stronger, erratic, as though something vast and ancient were stirring beneath the surface.
Soreth stepped forward, the faint clink of his armor echoing. “With respect, Councilor, you speak of containment as though it is still possible. The corruption feeds on interference. Every time we attempt to seal a breach, it adapts. What if we are the ones feeding it?”
A silence followed — sharp, dangerous.
Veyra’s eyes narrowed. “Careful, Soreth.”
“I am,” he said, his tone even but weighted. “Too careful, perhaps. We’ve grown so obsessed with control that we forgot what the Vein was meant to be. If the Soulbound is awakening, then the system itself may be rej
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