Her voice, though quiet, was filled with a chilling vividness. "I saw people running while the sky burned, their terrifying screams of fear and pain. I saw mountains split apart as if by an unseen hand. I saw entire cities disappear beneath waves of fire. I saw armies, proud and powerful, kneeling before something they could not fight, something they could not comprehend."
Her gaze, haunted and desperate, returned to Aurelia, cradled protectively in Valerian's arms. "And she was there."
The rain seemed suddenly colder, sharper, as Seraphielle's words painted a tableau of ultimate despair.
"The Forgotten Goddess awakened, and everything died." She turned towards Vera, her eyes pleading, desperate for understanding.
