Elias’s POV
The darkness hit Oakhaven – a sudden, suffocating void – and here in the catacombs, it felt like the tomb had finally sealed itself.
For a moment, the heavy, limestone-choked air seemed to scream as the foundries ceased their relentless churning. Then came the vibration – a deep, tectonic shudder that travelled through the flagstones and rattled the teeth in my skull.
"They have done it," Isolde whispered, her hand finding mine in the gloom. Even without sight, she moved through the labyrinthine tunnels with an unnerving grace, her senses tuned to the subtle shifts in the air currents and the rhythmic thrum of the earth. "Caelum has broken the city’s heart."
I felt the resonance of the Spark – a golden thread of intent that stretched from the foundry all the way to the hea
