The Promise Beneath the Mark
Beneath his skin, another world woke up just as Victor, Clara, and Lane got ready to climb. A hidden pulse moved where no one could see.
Hidden below the fabric of Victor's tunic, on his right arm, the dragon tattoo pulsed with a dim light - soft, like heat left in cooled cinders. Inside that detailed image stretched an endless red world, formed long ago through pact and lifeblood.
Beyond this space -
Diana stood.
The spirit of the scythe.
