The moon’s heart screams.
Silver light bursts from the center fracture, blinding and furious, pouring into the void like a flood that refuses to obey gravity. The entire core trembles, splitting wider with each breath Eidos drags through his stolen vessel form. The ground beneath our feet is no longer stable. The floating plates tilt and collide. The air bends. Reality flexes.
I can barely stay upright.
Jax pulls me to him and anchors us both with one arm wrapped securely around my waist. My pulse stutters in my chest, jerking painfully every time the core cracks further. I grit my teeth and press a hand against my ribs.
“We cannot hold this much longer,” Hazel chokes out from several platforms away. She clings to Zack as the stone beneath them tilts dangerously. “If the core splits in
