For several seconds, no one moved.
The silver gemstone of Compassion continued to glow within the Moon Crown, casting pale reflections across the throne room.
One virtue awakened.
Eleven remained dark.
But Lara barely looked at the Crown.
Her attention stayed on the crystal dome.
On the place where Orion had stood beyond the Veil.
She must come willingly.
Those words hadn't been meant for her.
Yet somehow, Lara felt them.
As if the Veil had carried more than sound before it closed.
Kael broke the silence.
"I don't like this."
Kevin gave him a tired look.
"You'll have to be more specific."
"Orion."
"Ah. Yes. The ancient possibly-evil Guardian deliberately helping Lara unlock an incredibly powerful magical crown."
Kevin nodded.
"I don't like that either."
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