SIBYL
The vision hits me like lightning. I'm standing at the edge of the battlefield. Non-combatant. Observer. Seer.
Then suddenly I'm everywhere. All times. All possibilities. All futures colliding in my mind.
I see:
Future One: Parliamentary hunters overwhelm the Rookeries. Everyone dies. Bodies piled. Hermetic Order collects corpses. Mass experimentation on the dead. London's supernatural community crushed permanently.
Future Two: Callum kills Cormac. Wolves rally. Drive back Parliamentary forces. Victory. But the cost: Callum dies from wounds. Valentina dies covering his retreat. Isla dies treating casualties. Everyone I love: dead. Victory is ashes.
Future Three: Hermetic Order spell activates. Everyone captured. Both sides. Wolves, vampires, fae, dragons. All become experimenta
