Evelina's POV
The black light shoots up from the seal like a pillar of darkness reaching for the sky.
I scramble backward, my heart hammering. The ground shakes so violently I can't stay on my feet. I fall hard against the cold stone of the seal, my back pressed against the symbols that burn with silver fire.
"What did I do?" I gasp. "What did I—"
The voice comes again, louder now. Filling my head until there's no room for my own thoughts.
"You called to me," it says. "You offered your rage. Your pain. Your desire for revenge."
The black light starts to fade, sinking back into the seal. But the shaking continues. Cracks appear in the stone beneath me, spreading outward like a spider's web.
Then, as suddenly as it started, everything stops.
Silence.
I'm alone in the ruins again, breathing hard. The seal looks normal—just carved stone with fading symbols. Like nothing happened.
Did I imagine it? Am I going crazy from grief and exhaustion?
