Morgan kneels at the edge.
“It’s not weakening from damage.”
“Then what?” Kieran asks.
“It’s thinning because it’s no longer needed at current pressure.”
Silence.
The brace wasn’t meant to be permanent.
It was training wheels.
And wolves just learned to balance.
The baby pulses strongly.
Kade’s field hums.
Lilith steps into the chamber carefully.
“If it dissolves completely…”
“Yes?” I whisper.
“Then divine blood no longer requires structural separation.”
“And?”
“And amplification and stabilization will coexist naturally.”
Silence.
That’s not collapse.
That’s maturation.
“But if carriers are not disciplined…”
“It collapses again.”
Yes.
The brace dissolving isn’t apocalypse.
It’s exposure.
And exposure tests character.
The ground trembles again.
Not violently.
The
