The silence in the underground chamber felt… alive.
Not ordinary silence.
But a silence that seemed to be waiting for something.
Waiting for a decision.
Waiting for fate to move.
Aurelia still stood before the cracked pillar.
Her hand had not left its surface.
The red light inside the cracks pulsed slowly.
But now.
Golden light began to emerge.
Thin.
Almost imperceptible.
But real.
Kael watched intently.
His smile faded.
"This isn't a normal reaction."
Ragnar crossed his arms.
"Whatever happens… sooner or later we have to decide."
Orion stepped closer.
His gaze never left Aurelia's hand.
"This isn't just about the seal."
He said softly.
"It's about who will control it."
Aurelia did not reply.
But within her.
Something shifted.
The Lunar energy she had always known.
Changed.
Deeper.
Wider.
Older.
As if something more ancient than Luna itself was beginning to awaken.
Another flash appeared in her mind.
Not just a vision.
She saw.
A great circle.
