The attack came at mid-morning in the form of the forest’s own stored moments given temporary body.
Three figures stepped out of a large crystal column as if walking through a doorway of light. They were roughly human in shape, composed of layered after-images—faces that shifted between dozens of remembered expressions, limbs that carried the gestures of many different people. They made no sound. They simply moved to block the path and began to push the party back with hands that felt solid and cold.
“Cataloguing has upgraded to enforcement,” Ysara said, staff already raised.
Kael met the first construct with a hard cross-strike. His staff passed through two layers of light and cracked against a third that was denser. The construct staggered, lost the outline of a woman’s shoulder, and
