The moment Fenrir reclaimed his fragment of power, the ground beneath his feet began to tremble.
The cracked stone, the battered ruins, even the dust itself—all began to waver and blur like fog meeting sunlight.
Within seconds, the entire illusion that had kept the ruined city hidden fell apart.
Where once stood hollow buildings and ancient streets now lay a circular crater—perfectly carved into the land, revealing a hidden subterranean chamber.
At its center pulsed a massive seed-like bulb, throbbing with green and violet light. Vines coiled around the walls, writhing with unnatural life.
The entire place felt alive, breathing, watching.
Fenrir stepped to the edge, peering into the newly revealed chamber just as the bulb twitched—and then burst open.
The creature inside unfurled itself like a blooming nightmare.
