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Season 3-Chp 77
Helena stirred beneath the trees, her body sore, her mind still caught between dream and memory. The night’s dew clung to her hair, and the taste of the Veil still lingered in her mouth — bitter, metallic, unreal. She pressed a hand to her chest, feeling for the fragment’s pulse, but all that met her touch was silence.Except… the shard.It lay in her palm, dark and glasslike, a remnant of something that refused to die. When she tilted it toward the rising sun, faint veins of light stirred inside it — not constant, but irregular, like a faltering heartbeat.“Elias,” she whispered.The name broke the quiet, and for a moment, she thought the air itself responded — a low hum, almost too faint to notice. Then it was gone, leaving her alone with the rustle of distant leaves.Helena pushed herself up, testing her legs. She was weaker than she’d ever felt — her magic hollowed, her body still carrying the echo of that final surge of power inside the Veil. Every muscle ached as if she’d been f
Season 3-Chp 76
Silence.That was the first thing Helena noticed — not the quiet of peace, but the silence that follows destruction. The kind that hums in the bones, empty and endless.When she opened her eyes, she was lying on cold stone. The air was heavy, gray, filled with drifting dust that sparkled like dying stars. The world around her was unfamiliar — a hall of broken pillars and suspended fragments of glass, each one reflecting pieces of the Veil as it used to be.She sat up slowly. Her body ached, her skin marked with faint burns where light had touched her. Her heartbeat was her only anchor — a single, steady pulse. The double rhythm that had haunted her inside the Veil was gone.“Elias…” she whispered. The sound dissolved into the air. No answer.Helena staggered to her feet. Her reflection followed her in the floating shards — a dozen versions of herself, each one slightly different. Some had blood on their hands. Some looked afraid. One smiled with the same cruel curve she’d once seen on
Season 3-Chp 75
Helena awoke to the sound of her own heartbeat — doubled, distorted, as though another heart beat in time with hers. The air shimmered, vibrating like the surface of a disturbed lake. When she opened her eyes, there was no sky, no earth — only an endless expanse of light and shadow, folding in on itself like glass caught between moments.She rose slowly, her body weightless, her boots sinking into a surface that looked like water but felt like memory. With each step, a faint echo followed — not just sound, but pulse. Two beats. Hers, and someone else’s.Elias.The thought cut through her fog like a blade.She looked around. The Veil stretched infinitely in every direction, painted with reflections of places she half-remembered — the marble courtyard of the Citadel, the bloodstained corridors of the Sanctum, the lonely field where she once buried Lira’s pendant. Everything shimmered, overlapping like broken glass. She reached out, touching a nearby reflection — her own face stared back
Season 3-Chp 74
The world had grown too quiet.Where once the Citadel had groaned under the strain of magic, now even the wind dared not speak. The towers that survived the collapse leaned inward, black ribs of a carcass left for ghosts. The air smelled of rain and smoke — and endings.Helena knelt at the center of the ruin, cradling the fragment in both hands. It no longer glowed, only reflected the faintest shimmer of morning light. Her armor was cracked, her hair caked with ash, and her eyes hollow from nights without sleep.The fragment’s pulse had faded the moment Elias vanished, but she couldn’t bring herself to let it go. It felt alive in some buried way, a heartbeat she couldn’t quite hear but couldn’t stop waiting for.Bootsteps echoed across the marble.Marcus approached, his once-polished armor now streaked with dried blood and soot. His jaw was clenched tight, expression unreadable.“Still here,” he muttered, glancing around. “You haven’t moved since dawn.”Helena didn’t look up. “He’s st
Season 3-Chp 73
Elias stood amid the ruin, cloak torn, the fragments of the Obsidian Crown glimmering faintly around his wrists like chains of night. His heartbeat was the only steady rhythm left. Every step sent ripples through the broken marble — the ground responding to his presence as if unsure whether to kneel or flee.You called me, the voice murmured.It came from everywhere at once — from the cracked pillars, from the shattered glass, from the shadow that stretched behind him even when no light remained.“I called for balance,” Elias said hoarsely. “Not you.”The voice laughed — soft, ancient, hollow. Balance is a lie mortals invent to quiet their fear. You wanted power that obeys your will. I am that will, unbroken.Helena’s voice cut through the dark. “Elias!”She stumbled into view, half her armor scorched, half her face lit by the eerie violet glow that pulsed from the Crown’s fragments. Her sword was gone; in its place she held a spear fashioned from the wreckage of the hall itself.He t
Season 3-Chp 72
Marcus lay nearby, half-buried in ash. She crawled to him, shaking his shoulder. “Marcus. Wake up.”He groaned, coughing. “Where—where are we?”Helena looked around. They were still in the crater, or what was left of it. The earth had folded inward like glass cooling after a forge fire. In the distance, fragments of stone floated in midair, suspended as though gravity had forgotten them.Elias was nowhere in sight.Helena’s heart lurched. She stood unsteadily, calling his name. “Elias!”Only the echo answered.Marcus pushed himself upright, squinting. “The light… it swallowed him. You saw it too.”She nodded, her throat tight. “But he’s not gone. He can’t be.”Marcus’s expression hardened. “You don’t know that.”Before she could reply, the wind shifted. It carried a low hum — faint, rhythmic, like a heartbeat buried under the soil. The ground trembled softly beneath their feet.Helena looked toward the center of the crater. “There.”Something moved in the mist.At first it looked like
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