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"But Grace... she didn't just wake up. She responded." Thorne reached into his pocket—slowly, keeping his eyes on Jinyan—and pulled out a small, cracked glass vial. Inside was a trace of blue-gold liquid. "This was in the Baltic shipment. Kael wasn't just an antenna. He was a delivery system. He’s been 'bleeding' this into your water supply for three weeks." Jinyan’s stomach dropped. "Resonance accelerant." "Purest grade," Thorne nodded. "It doesn't just wake the gift. It fuses it to the nervous system. You can't 'Quiet' this, Jinyan. You can't heal it. Grace isn't just a Saint now. She’s a Source."

They had been upset and sad just moments ago, but the earth that bred vitality just appeared at the next second? Pisces patted the ground and asked, “Are you sure this is earth that breeds vitality?” Phoebe confidently answered, “Yes! The deceased souls gather in the Tree of Life, and they need to be nurtured again to reincarnate. Only earth that breeds lives can enable souls to reincarnate. So, only earth that nurtures lives can make the Tree of Life grow. Both of them complement each other, and they are actually one.”

"Thorne wants the Librarian's calculations to hide his Siphon. I'm going to give them to him. But I’m going to include a Parasite." ​"A virus?" Lyra asked. ​"No," Kael said. "A link. If he wants our energy, he has to take our Symphony. I'm going to use the Librarian to reconnect the island to his Siphon. If he pulls the heat, he pulls the Moss. He pulls the hunger. He pulls the island’s 'Wild' right into the heart of his machines." ​Kael looked at the Librarian's Core. "We aren't going to fight Thorne with iron. We’re going to infect his technology with the New Life."

It was a fusion of the Empire’s technology and the stolen biology of magical creatures. "It’s a suit," Tristan murmured, tracing the lines. "A suit of armor for a giant." He turned the page. "Phase Two: The Fuel." The diagram changed. It showed the interior of the suit. In the chest cavity, there was a chamber. And inside the chamber, curled in a fetal position, was a figure. "The Core," Saoirse whispered, reading the text. Her grasp of the Imperial dialect was shaky, but the words were clear enough. "The machine requires a living battery. A Source of pure magical resonance to circulate the aether."

The hidden Access Shaft (a vertical or horizontal tunnel used for maintenance or secret entry) was a jagged throat of rock that eventually gave way to smooth, reinforced polymer. It was an umbilical cord connecting the ancient cavern to a high-tech facility that shouldn't exist. "The air is getting warmer," Jun whispered, checking his Handheld Atmospheric Monitor (a device that tracks oxygen, temperature, and toxins). "There’s a massive power source ahead. AetherCorp is drawing thermal energy directly from the Earth’s mantle."

Inside, its core revealed spiral-like veins that seemed to emit a dim, sinister glow. She knew exactly what this mineral was. It was called Thanorite, a "dead" mineral once found near the Aetherfall Mountains. It had the ability to release toxins slowly in damp environments. Once it contaminated a water source, it would not only poison the water but seep into the soil, affect crops, animals, and eventually, people. The contamination was slow and hard to detect, but once it began, it could not be stopped.

"Leftover from a wretched ball. An eyesore. Perhaps your pitiful contraption will find use for it." I caught it midair—warm in my palm. HUD flared: [SYSTEM NOTICE: Acquired "Essence of Life" x1. Restores stamina / Fuels spectral vehicles.] Inside, I was buzzing. Out loud? Cool as hell. "Appreciate the tip, Your Grace." I cruised out of Crimson Keep, but a chill crawled up my spine. Someone was watching. I glanced back—nothing but red mist. Figures. In this freakshow, acting normal makes you the freak.

Sabine resumed her reading "Any plane affected who desires to overcome must take off the branch from the tree of life, grind it to powder, and pour it over the dead shard. Once the piece crumbles to dust, the veil shall once again be made whole. This is a tested and trusted remedy." Sabine clasped the book closed after she was done reading and folded her hands across her chest. She looked up at Wayne who had begun to rub his chin in thought, his eyes grew hooded in contemplation. "Don't even think about it Wayne, it's impossible." "It seems to be the only way," he grated. "Do you know where the tree of life is? It is planted in Hades' lair. Would you enter the realm of the immortals? It's da

There is only one thing in this world strong enough to wash away a Void stain. “Tell me,” Killian snapped, his grip on Faith tightening as her head fell back against his arm. “The Source,” Sarah said. The birthplace of the first White Wolf. The legendary spring in the Whispering Peaks. It’s the only place where the earth’s raw energy can purge the shadow from a Catalyst's soul. Killian looked up. The arena was in total chaos. Leo was holding back a line of guards, his sword clashing against silver steel. The palace was literally falling apart as the unstable Lunar Grid above them began to leak raw, jagged electricity.

Three days ago, I had learned from the elven prince that only the witch's spring water deep within the forbidden forest could save the Tree of Life. The price was ten years of my lifespan. I agreed. Now, having just returned from the forbidden land, I held a crystal vial filled with spring water that glowed with a faint blue. A single strand of gray hair had appeared on my head. "Your Highness, I've brought back the spring water." I handed the vial to the elven prince, Arthur Thrall. Arthur took it. A flicker of surprise appeared in his eyes before it was quickly masked by indifference.