Chapter 52 The Labyrinth Of Whispers

• The ancient archway's thunderous collapse still echoed in their ears, but the lingering silence that followed was far more unsettling. The group of Eldorian inhabitants, their vacant eyes fixed on Elara and her team, began to murmur.
• Their voices, devoid of true malice yet filled with an amplified suspicion, accused them of bringing ruin. This was the "Silent Madness" Liam had warned them about, the Shadow Weaver’s most chilling manifestation among humans: not overt rage, but a chilling erosion of reason, replacing connection with cold paranoia. Elara felt the Weaver’s tendrils probing, attempting to amplify their accusers’ whispers into a wave of unthinking aggression.
• "Stay calm. Do not engage," Elara projected through the Moonbind, directing her words specifically to Lucian and the Nightshade scouts, whose instincts screamed to defend against the perceived threat.