The Librarian's geometric plates shattered outward in a spray of razor-sharp glass as Eren's fingers tightened around the fracturing cylinder. The sapphire light at the entity's core didn't just dim; it bled toward Eren's palm, pulled by an irresistible, predatory suction that defied the Archive's ancient laws.
"Impossibility—" the Librarian's voice splintered, a discordant screech of grinding crystals. "The vessel... the vessel is supposed to break!"
Eren didn't break. His crimson Resonance, which had been wild and explosive during his dawn breakthrough, was now cold, dense, and absolute. It didn't radiate outward; it dragged everything inward. The transparent cylinders lining the cathedral walls began to rattle, the hovering "Tones" of dead civilizations stretching like teardrops toward the center of the room.
