Triple Temptation
POV: Rhea Mooncrest
"Get away from him! Zane, run! Don't you see what it’s doing?"
Rhea’s voice was a jagged fracture in the oppressive silence of the Under-Whisper. She was slumped against the petrified trunk of the World-Tree, her blood staining the obsidian bark a deep, sacrificial red. The pocket dimension Morga had tried to create was fracturing, the green-and-black dome cracking as the World-Tree continued its horrific transformation. Before her, the "Soul-Seed" wasn't just sprouting; it was exploding into a grotesque, beautiful Bloom of liquid shadow and silver starlight.