The air did not split in a clean line. It tore wider and wider, as if reality were fabric being pulled apart by invisible claws. Dust swirled around the fallen titan, its ribs cracked open like a shattered cage.
Something moved inside the ruin.
Not the twitch of a dying creature. Not the slow collapse of bone. Something deliberate.
Eidos stepped out of the broken chest cavity.
Only he was no longer the skeletal shadow creature we had fought before. He emerged in a new shape, one that looked sickeningly perfect. His body was tall and sleek, built from silver fire, bone dust, and swirling darkness. Strands of moonlight threaded through his limbs, shimmering as if he were woven from a living storm.
I sucked in a shaking breath. My pulse skipped. My senses sharpened in ways that felt inst
