"We need to go!" Atlas shouted as Marius's golden form dissipated completely, leaving behind nothing but fading whispers of energy. The observation deck trembled beneath their feet, the entire building groaning as if in pain.
Sarah rushed to the edge of the deck, peering down at the chaos below. "The void-touched are converging. They know we're here."
The distorted forms crawled up the building's glass exterior like a wave of living nightmares, their movements unnaturally synchronized. Each transformed being maintained the same pace, the same rhythm, creating a horrifying visual harmony as they ascended.
"Your father said he'd create a path," Sarah reminded him, golden energy crackling around her hands as she searched for any sign of escape. "But I don't see—"
The air before them sudde
