C32 The Word That Broke the Flame

The moment Evelyne opened her mouth, the air warped. The sound that emerged was not a sound at all, but a fracture—felt, not heard. A crack through the fabric of the chamber, like the sky itself, inhaled in fear. The sphere of shadow shuddered as the unspoken name reverberated in every stone, every memory stitched into the earth.

Lucien gritted his teeth. Blood trickled from his nose