The Weight of Unmaking
The descent from the shattered peak of the Sleeping Giants was a blur of adrenaline-fueled exhaustion. The pureblood team, battered and bruised, moved with a desperate urgency, propelled by the twin forces of Elias’s destructive rage and the incredible power now pulsating from the obsidian orb Lyra clutched. The mountain groaned and rumbled behind them, a testament to the cataclysmic forces that had just ripped its ancient heart apart. When they finally reached the relative safety of the lower slopes, shrouded in the pre-dawn gloom, silence fell upon them once more, a heavy, exhausted blanket punctuated only by ragged breaths.
Liam’s death, Rhys’s betrayal, Project Genesis, and the raw, uncontainable power they had just witnessed – it was an almost overwhelming tor
