Chapter 25: Echoes in the Stone
Elric sat against the cold cavern wall,his breath was still ragged from the vision.
Veyra paced like a caged wolf. "You were out for ten minutes. Your eyes were glowing. Don't ever do that again without warning me first."
Keera sat beside him, rubbing his wrist. "You said the throne was broken. What did it mean?"
"I don't know yet," Elric murmured. "But someone else is trying to claim it. And it's not the king."
Keera's ears twitched. "Not the king?"
"No," he said, standing shakily. "Something older. Something waiting for the bloodmarked to fail."
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They didn't linger.
The Tree had gone still, but the air remained heavy—like something had been disturbed that couldn't be put back to rest.
As they ascended the spiral stairway, Elric's thoughts swirled.
Eliora. The pact. The vision of Lira bleeding...