The mirror pool shimmered, each vision flickering like a heartbeat on the edge of collapse. The sanctuary trembled as if even the stones understood what we’d just witnessed.
Three disasters. All demanding attention. All at once.
I stood frozen, the weight of the world pressing against my ribs.
Alistair spoke first, his voice rough. “We can’t go to all of them. We’ll have to split up.”
“No,” I said immediately. “Splitting up weakens us. That’s exactly what these... whatever they are—want.”
Mira traced the water’s edge with her fingertips. “But if we don’t, people will die.”
Selene crossed her arms, eyes darting between the flickering images. “Then we prioritize. Which crisis can’t wait?”
The Flame pulsed in my chest again, a guiding warmth and warning all at once. I closed my eyes, l
