Chapter 23 The Voice Beyond The Glass

• The sun dipped below the ruins of the Horizon Arch as Lena stood atop the Archive Tower, staring at the fractured skyline of Erelith. Her reflection shimmered faintly on the glass wall beside her, warped by the energy shield pulsing softly around the core. For the first time since Nihros’s defeat, the city was quiet—but it wasn’t peace. It was something colder. Hollow.
• “You feel it too,” Mira said, stepping beside her. She wore her coat loosely now, but her shoulders were still tense, hand never far from the knife at her hip.
• Lena nodded without looking at her. “It’s like the city’s holding its breath.”