Trafalgar's hand closed around the Shadowlink Echo as it materialized in his palm, hotter than the device had any business being. A message was waiting inside.
Selara clocked the item at once. The irritation from a breath ago vanished beneath something more focused, and she drifted closer, dropping her voice as people moved past them along the street.
"Is that him?"
Trafalgar gave a small nod. "Most likely, yes."
He channeled mana into the item, and the Echo answered with a faint thrum. Caelum's voice came through, calm as always, stripped of urgency or wasted words.
"Young master, I entered the Atrium without issue. I have been moving through the upper floors of the location and have spoken with several people connected to the event. From the outside and the public sections, there is nothing useful so far. I will continue investigating and keep you informed."
