Cain broke the silence first.
"We need specifics," he said, voice low but firm. "You said the Fenrir's Chain can purge the Flux if used properly. Then we need to know exactly what 'properly' looks like. No rituals done half-blind."
I nodded, though the weight of it all pressed deeper into my spine. "The Rite will take place at Elysia's burial site. The soil still holds concentrated lunar resonance—strong enough to awaken the Marker in my blood. It's where Fenrir's essence was first sealed. That makes it the most sacred point of ignition."
Silas folded his arms. "And what happens when it begins?"
I met his eyes. "When the Rite starts, the Fenrir Marker in my blood will activate in phases. It'll spread through Hades first—spirit to essence, essence to psyche. Slowly. Like a dye sinking into water."
Gallinti frowned. "And at the midpoint?"
