The sanctuary had never felt so small.
Elias paced the length of the chamber, his footsteps echoing against the stone walls. The message still glowed on the far wall, its words burning into his mind with each passing hour. THE FRACTURE IS HEALED. THE CHAOS ENDURES. THE FINAL TEST BEGINS.
Three days had passed since the message appeared. Three days of waiting, watching, preparing. But nothing had happened. No attacks. No manifestations. Just silence.
And that silence was worse than any threat.
The chaos is waiting, the shadow said. It wants you to make the first move.
Elias stopped pacing. "Then we'll make the first move. We'll find the source of the message and destroy it."
And how do you propose we do that? We have searched everywhere. There is no trace of the chaos's origin.
Elias
