Chapter 67: Judorah
An eerie glow burst from the mirror—then it shattered into a billion shards of jagged light.
A monstrous wind howled from its core, laced with whispers and screams that didn’t belong to this world.
It slammed into us before we could react—
a force like a hurricane made of ice and hate.
"Can’t... stop it..." Lumera gasped, hair whipping wildly as she braced herself. Light flared at her fingertips—flickering, fragile.
Devran crossed his blades, digging in. Sparks flew as steel met stone—but the wind dragged him anyway.
Scarlette gripped my hand. Steady. Desperate.
Then the wind surged again—
flinging us across the cathedral. We slammed against the walls with bone-jarring force.
The air turned glacial.
Stained glass shattered in a scream of color.
The roof cracked open with a deafening roar, revealing the twilight sky—burning orange and violet.