Sylmira moved first, stepping closer to Adrius and Lysander as Saeldir joined them without a word.
The four of them formed a tight circle now. Their focus shifted inward even as the sky above continued to fracture and distort. Magic theory, ancient runes, and rituals flowed between them in rapid exchanges, their voices low but urgent.
"The Celestial Binding alone won't hold. It was never designed to restrain time," Sylmira said, her fingers already tracing faint sigils in the air.
Adrius nodded, his mind racing through possibilities.
"Which is why we layer it. The Binding becomes the framework that is strong enough to hold that level of power, but not the actual prison. We stabilize reality around the distortion, then lock that state in place," Adrius said.
Lysander folded his arms, his eyes narrowed.
