Callie looked at me, her breath hitching in her throat. “But you’re here.”
“We are,” Greyson agreed grimly. “As we lay bleeding out on the cavern floor, the dark didn’t just consume us…it spoke to us. An ancient, shadowed intermediary of the Abyss stepped from the rift and offered us a pact. We could die and watch our world be devoured, or we could surrender our humanity. In exchange for our souls, this demon gave us the raw energy required to forge a living cage around the breach, granting us the power to save the valley.”
“But it also cursed us,” Ace finished with a bitter smirk. “When that demonic energy fused with our blood, it turned us into Nexuses. It gave us elemental power, immortality, and a really terrible allergy to losing control. We became the wardens of the prison, but we
