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Silence fell over the hall. Every soldier, every guard, every Zodiac captain froze, their breath caught in their throats. The void expanded, pushing back the shadows, swallowing the light of the torches. From it stepped a shape that had no true shape - towering, shifting, made of starlight and silence and the weight of every story that had ever been abandoned.

It did not look at Malphas. It did not look at Kaelen or Theron or the army standing ready. It looked straight at Aria.

And it spoke - not with a voice, but directly into her mind, into her bones, into the part of her that remembered loading...