CHAPTER 56
Tristan’s POV — The Realm of the Devourer**
The moment we crossed the threshold of the Devourer’s domain, the world ceased to behave like a world.
The ground was not ground.
The sky was not sky.
Nothing obeyed shape, or distance, or sanity.
A darkness stretched endlessly, shifting like a living ocean. Tendrils of shadow curled through the air, whispering voices that had no source. The mere act of breathing here felt like inhaling cold knives.
Ava snarled through the bond, pushing her will into the space around Gabriella to shield her. It helped—barely.
I stepped forward first, sword drawn, Leo flanking left and Mark right as the domain shuddered with our arrival. Everything here pulsed, as though the Devourer’s heartbeat was buried beneath the surface of this grotesque w
