Elara bloodline detected.
When this line burned above the outer doors, every sound in the Body Room moved far away for a moment.
The broken breaths of the old bodies, the fire beneath Darian's glass, the cracked ring around Seren's throat, the warnings coming from Erynd's panels, the curse Talon was holding back, Kael's heavy breathing, and Rowan's silent gaze turned toward Elara all sounded as if they were coming from under water.
Elara could hear only the pain in her own chest.
The orange light was no longer only on her wrist. It was burning inside her chest. What Arven had found was not a door. It was not a record. It was not a symbol either. It was a very old and very quiet possibility passing through blood. He was trying to touch the dream, the fear, and the name of someone who came from the same bloodline as Elara.
The young voice was heard again from behind the outer doors.
"Who entered my dream?"
