Chapter 20 - The Seven Wielders
For the first time in recorded history...
The Seven Heirs stood together.
Not as royalty.
Not as legends.
Not as heroes.
As students.
Bruised.
Exhausted.
Terrified.
Yet not one of them stepped backward.
The ruined Sanctuary of Astralis glowed beneath the fractured light of the Aether Heart as seven different crests illuminated the darkness.
Silver.
Crimson.
Emerald.
Azure.
Gold.
Ivory.
Violet.
The ancient symbols floated behind each heir like living constellations.
Even the Hollow surrounding the sanctuary hesitated.
They recognized the power.
Far above...
Nihros watched.
Millions of crimson eyes blinked one after another.
Every blink swallowed another piece of starlight.
Its voice echoed through reality itself.
So...
The children
