The second note fell.
Not as a strike this time, but as a ripple—a tidal soundwave that expanded outward, turning the chamber into an ocean of crushing resonance. The shards spun faster, each tone layering on another until there was no air left, only vibration.
Everyone staggered.
Milim roared back at the sound, her flames flaring bright enough to sear her own skin as she tried to push against it. Roman's hammer met the ripple head-on, sparks bursting as the weapon screamed with the clash. Naval collapsed to one knee, abyssal currents spilling uncontrolled from him like leaking blood. Liliana's barrier cracked audibly, spiderwebs of broken spirit-threads shooting across her spell. Roselia's wards overloaded one by one, detonating into sprays of light.
