The Sky is Broken
The surface of the ocean wasn't much better than the bottom.
The Abyssal Hunter bobbed in the black, oily waves. The sky above wasn't blue. It was a bruised purple, dominated by a massive, unblinking Black Eye staring down from the stratosphere.
"Well," Jax said, leaning back in the pilot's throne. "That's terrifying. I assume that's the real Boss?"
"It is the Void Sovereign," Lucien corrected, staring up at the eye. "It hasn't fully breached our reality yet. That Eye is just a periscope. It is looking for a weak point to tear the sky open."
Primrose sat on the deck, hugging her knees. The Heart of the Tide was safely tucked into a magical satchel at her waist. She had Six Tails now, but she felt exhausted. The Blue Tail rippled like water behind her, still settling into her spirit.
"We need a fortress," Caspian said, wincing as he adjusted his bandages. "Sunless City is in lockdown. The Obsidian Jungle is compromised. Our own homes aren't safe."
