The obsidian throne room stretched before David like the inside of a grand mausoleum. Black crystal chandeliers swayed soundlessly overhead, their dim twilight casting more shadows than illumination.
As they moved deeper into the chamber, David felt [Nightveil Embrace] grow restless against his skin, the living darkness rippling with what felt almost like... recognition.
Vespera moved slightly ahead of him, her stance shifting from fearful to predatory. The temperature around them plummeted as she gathered her power, frost patterns spreading across the obsidian floor with each step.
Winter's gaze fixed on David's armor, something ancient stirring in those childlike eyes. "How fascinating. To think a fragment of his flesh would find its way here."
The Titans moved first.
David's [Celestial Wheel] activated instantly, the mystic eye technique transforming his vision. Mana patterns blazed across his sight like constellations, revealing the flow of power through each construct.
