The vortex roared through the bone chamber like a storm given a heartbeat. It tore at the air, at the dust, at the bones under our feet. It pulled everything toward Eidos as if the entire titan skeleton wanted to collapse into him.
The force slammed into my chest with enough power to knock the breath from my lungs. Jax’s hand crushed mine as he braced himself, body low, muscles trembling.
“Hold on,” he growled, voice shaking from the strain.
The floor beneath us cracked as the pull increased, dragging us inch by inch toward the altar. My feet slipped. My knees scraped along bone. The air whipped around us in violent spirals, carrying bone fragments that cut at my skin like sharp sand.
I grabbed Jax’s arm with both hands, trying to anchor myself, but the vortex only grew stronger. It fe
