Chapter 78 The Old Gods Stir

• The obsidian orb pulsed on the war table like a heartbeat in stone.
• Lucy stared at it without speaking. The black surface shimmered faintly with ancient runes — not werewolf, not vampire. Something else. Something older. It hummed when touched, vibrating with a frequency that resonated in her bones.
• Cassandra broke the silence. “This was found under the deepest level of the Marrow vault. Sealed under a druidic cage.”