The chamber heard her.
It did not shake.
It listened.
"I reject fear."
Vivian's voice was weak, but the words carried power. They spread through the chamber like a quiet command that could not be ignored.
Sebastian felt it instantly.
The bond between them warmed.
Not violent.
Not explosive.
Steady.
Alive.
The darkness around the chamber hesitated, as if unsure what to do next.
The false Vivian's smile disappeared.
Her eyes hardened.
Her body twisted sharply — skin rippling, bones shifting under the surface like something trying to break free.
She did not step back this time.
She attacked.
Her form exploded into a massive serpent shape. Scales tore through her skin. Her mouth opened wide, filled with curved fangs, and she lunged straight for Sebastian's throat.
Sebastian barely had time to react.
Vivian raised her trembling hand.
Power surged from her palm like a silent wave.
The serpent froze mid-strike.
Not pushed.
Not thrown back.
