The Voidborne didn’t arrive quietly.
Its presence rolled across the twisted landscape like a storm breaking free from its cage. Shadows peeled away from the ground, from the warped trees, from the fractured sky slithering together into a shape that was not a creature and not a force, but something between both.
Aurelia felt it before she saw it.
Her skin went cold.
Her bones vibrated.
Her new power recoiled like an animal sensing a predator older than its bloodline.
Kane stiffened beside her.
He didn’t speak.
His body simply dropped into a protective stance, claws glowing with golden fire.
The darkness thickened.
The world quieted.
Then the Voidborne stepped out of nothing.
It had no face.
No shape.
But every time she blinked, it changed like her mind was struggling to force
