Split Soul, Shared Flame
The revelation hung in the air like frost—unmelting, unavoidable.
“It’s a merging.”
Raine’s breath caught. “What do you mean?”
Lyra looked up at her, silver eyes glowing too bright, too fast. “She’s not a stranger. She’s… connected to me. She isn’t trying to kill me—she’s waiting. Waiting for the moment our paths touch and our fates fuse.”
Kael’s grip tightened on his blade. “That sounds a lot like possession.”
“No,” Lyra said, shaking her head. “She doesn’t want to take over. She wants to coexist.”
Liora stepped forward cautiously, staff humming. “That’s worse. A merged soul doesn’t split again. Once it fuses, the new entity becomes something neither one fully controls.”
Raine’s stomach twisted. “You mean Lyra could lose herself.”
Liora nodded. “And the o
