The hybrid stepped out of the collapsing cliff like it had been born from the stone itself. Its form was larger than before, towering over us with a body shaped from blackened bone and threads of molten silver light. Veins of Mirror essence pulsed through the cracks in its limbs. Its ribcage shifted with each breath, expanding far wider than anything natural. Its eyes burned with a pale glow so sharp it made my vision blur.
It saw me the moment it formed a solid shape.
Not Jax.
Not Zack.
Not Hazel.
Me.
The creature let out a sound halfway between a roar and a broken incantation. Then it charged.
The ground shook under its weight. Shards of bone scattered from its paws as it sprinted across the ledge. I stumbled back, my pulse hammering so loudly it drowned the wind.
Jax rushed forw
